Soulja

By Jay Squared

Released on December 26, 2016

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[Verse 1]

I was born with a chip on my shoulder

Better made, sweet barbecue

Remember them long trips

Bong rips out in K-Zoo

Performing for teenyboppers

They was bout my little sister age

And she was only 10

Now she just wanna hit the stage

I tell her follow your clairvoyance

You're gorgeous

Everything you want in life will fall in your lap

I wish I had the chance to take all of it back

But to keep her sanity trapped was just the hardest thing

You gotta do more than dance and sing little girl

Now why the fuck I do that to a 10 year old?

Tell her everything that glitters ain't forever gold

And everything that shimmers ain't a thing to remember

I can remember times when I was just heavy on my grind

Tell her watch out for these tangos they yo enemies

And you gotta have some money flipping tons of keys

And get 100 part time jobs, and depression shadows your aura

This is for your own good

So Imma take these shots for ya


[Chorus]

Cause I'm a soulja

I'm a soulja

I done been through it all and back

I done been through it all and back

I done been through it all and back

I done been through it all 2x


[Verse 2]

I probably feel like I done seen so much in the course of 7 years

And I feel like I done probably done shed a lake of tears

But there really ain't no point to throwin' tantrums and fits

Stop cryin' lil nigga, you ain't no bitch!

You from Detroit nigga, if you can get out you can conquer all

And there's no room for fumbles when you're on the ball

Get it in motion that's that, that avalanche effect

I hope this one get me on safe before I go raising my tech


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

Quiet down the music's loud

Can hear it all through motor town

You say you want to be a star

Well I hope you not afraid to drown

You gotta start on ground level

That's below sea level

In this city of atlantis, people gonna hold you down

Get some homies, call ya Golden

Makes some raps, start a movement

Have some fun, get into fights

Call the cops, run for your life

Smoke a lot to ease the pain

Laugh a lot to hide the shit

Invest and manifest and you'll get everything up in this bitch

And then the fucking choir sings


[Outro]

Let me take these shots for you baby

How you work in a world that's so crazy

Baby, can I be your soulja?

Your soulja, your soulja 2x

Baby, can I be your soulja?