Mali Miri - Soul

But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a deal
New school but I don't pop pills
But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a mill
New school but I don't pop pills

Hey hey you
Living fast and turning old
On the road you sold your soul
All that glitters isn't gold
Hey you
Don't no if you heard them say
Where there's a will there is a way
Until you heard them bullets spray
Revelation
Now you in the end of times
All that money that you've earned
Gotta leave it all behind
Hey you
Always doing what your told
On the road to the riches
All that glitters isn't gold
Play play play by the rules
Asking Jesus to walk with me
Like he in my shoes
Apparently, I missed the bus this morning
I'm up late
Them old scriptures is dead God
Update

But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a deal
New school but I don't pop pills
But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a mill
New school but I don't pop pills

Now it was all a dream
Like Big said
A couple shots to the side of your gmc door
And he dead
You're on drugs like you need it
On ya couch hoping you could work it out like a Wii fit
Don't believe shish until you see it
My feces is gospel that's some g
Shish
Never thought that we could make it this far
While you suckers still subpar
Or trail me by far
Perhaps these suckers act so sensitive
To get hurt and then you gain a little sense again
You sold your soul now they get whatever they want
Now don't you lie I bet you want all of that refund

But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a deal
New school but I don't pop pills
But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a mill
New school but I don't pop pills

Written by:
Adhnanu Miri, Jamali Miri

Publisher:
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