Soul Child Lyrics – Yung Bleu

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Soul Child is a Latest English Rap Song by Yung Bleu With Song Audio Credits. Soul Child Song Lyrics Are Penned by BLEU & Lil Wayne While Music is Produced by YUNG BLEU. Official Music Video is Released on Official Channel “COLORS”.

Soul Child Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
For better or worse I’m here with you (For better or worse)

[Verse 1: BLEU]
I just logged of the internet, ’cause n!ggas be fake beefin’
I showed these n!ggas what to do with a Drake feature (Yeah)
Six-time nominated, used to wait in line, I done got us accommodated (Yeah)
Just think about the last seven months that I dominated (Yeah)
The cars that we drive come in like common dеnominators
You could be the one livin’ this lifе or the commentator
I hope I live a life to see my n!ggas exonerated
Why they gettin’ canceled? (Canceled)
I’m not a slave in my whip, I’m ownin’ my masters
When I drop that Moon Boy I took off like NASA (Skrrt)
I’m finally at a place where we can talk ’bout the fu&ked sh!t (Fuk it) Don’t need you complainin’ because I go through enough sh!t These n!ggas all my sons like I grew up on Bushwick I went from no money on my books to overbooked, b!tch We out in Palestine, they had to give me my flowers like I’m their valentine It was a matter of time, I never talked to the cops when it was a matter of crime How the fuk a legal drg turned to a federal crime? I got some n!ggas in prison who doin’ federal time And I heard you n!ggas fallin’ off, I could feel the decline My sh!t through the roof, don’t give a fuk how the ceilin’ designed
Hangin’ with some made n!ggas who be on militant time
You n!ggas toy soldiers, when they was tryna keep me in the game, I crossed over
Feds tryna intercept the pack and got Moss’d over
Filipino hoes in the room get tossed over
Now look at me cross-over (Yeah)
And I rap like my life depend on this sh!t (It does, n!gga)
I ain’t got no love for these b!tches, yeah
They never treated me special, they never did sh!t but be extra
No Uber, make her drive herself like a Tesla
Guns on the dresser came with a compresser
Don’t you treat, treat, treat me like sixth man, uh, yeah
Ayy, tell the valet, “Bring the Urus to the parking lot”
I got shooters in this car, don’t whip up in this parking spot
I know n!ggas talk a lot ’cause they all make ’em walk a lot
I’m bougie, what you talkin’ ’bout? You never suked this d!ck so stop b!tches, they be fake as fuk, fake a$$, fake titties
Fake attitude, hoe, actin’ like you don’t drink Henny
Talkin’ ’bout some nights before the tour, what you gon’ do to get it?
Ayy, I prolly got half of your rent, if not, get up in it
Pay me, the hottest in the city, I’m tryna take over the whole fu*kin’ world

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
The world cray, always first, never second, suk my third leg Got her legs in the air like some bird legs Fuk her ’til she can’t feel her legs like a mermaid
I’m a Perc’ head, lean fiend, I’m a weed boy
Coke on my fingers, work a key like a keyboard
Cocaine cowboy, yee haw, high comin’ down
Put some pounds on the other side of the see-saw
Yung Bleu, I got ’em, I won too, I’m not ’em
Put the gun to his collar, alhamdulillah’d ’em, yeah
Bum boo and olives, mushroom and molly
Been a pro since a kid like the young Luka Dončić
Promethazine make my punch punch like Muhammad
New Orleans love me like Miami love Udonis
Yeah, red bandana and blue collar
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soul child in this b!tch
Platinum teeth but they I smile in this b!tch
What’s beef? Get the whole cow in this b!tch
If you’s lack, keep your nose out of this sh!t, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
For better or worse I’m here with you (For better or worse)

Song Information

SongSoul Child
SingerYung Bleu
Lyrics ByYUNG BLEU & Lil Wayne
Produced ByYUNG BLEU
GenreRap
Release Date7 November, 2022

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