Released on February 28, 2018

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[Intro]

Greaze!

New Tier shit, ah


[Hook 1]

Too much soul, too much life

Started in the dark, seen the light (woo!)

Too much soul, too much life

Started in the dark, started in the dark

Started in the dark, started in the dark

Started in the dark, ugh, started in the-

(You know how we coming man)


[Verse 1]

You was tryna stunt on the kid

You ain't half of a plan, you ain't half of a man

Going hard as I can, put crooks to the back of a can

While I'm blacking the gas city bang

Now I'm packin' 'em out, rackin' 'em out

Trackin' 'em in, mothafucka's ain't packin' 'em in

Where everybody, where everybody at?

Caught up in the citadel, time to attack

You doing what I had envisioned like last Thanksgiving

Fuck around past Christmas, y'all niggas

Only seem to be talking 'bout pop shit

You ain't rapping for the city like Pac did

I was working on my energy constant

So honest we got these niggas in a mosh pit


[Hook 2]

I got too much soul, too much life

Started in the dark (woo!)

Started in the dark, nigga

Started in the dark, nigga, started in the dark

Seen the light (woo!)

Seen the light (uh!)

Too much soul, nigga, too much life

Started in the dark, nigga, till I see the light


[Verse 2]

You ain't doing like half of the wrist speed

Know something but the guap can't replace me

Why you lying? You ain't camp out, chilling

In the back of the house tryna stack these mil's

Down for the count, stack out

Young niggas came back to pack out the gage and pimped out

Enough to cash out, lift the cash in

Enough to break in, before I break loose

Now I break truth, the perpetrators

Now I'm too high the see the haters

If I come down, I know it's savior

Fuck around tryna do you favors like


[Hook]

Too much soul, too much life

Started in the dark, nigga

Started in the dark, nigga

Started in the dark, nigga

Started in the dark (woo!)

Now I see the light, (woo)

Now I see the light, (woo)

Now I see the light, uh

Damn, I see the light

Tell these niggas right

Tell these niggas right, uh


[Verse 3]

Back and forth wit' it

Jim Crow wit' it

GinĂ³bili in fourth quarter, I'm a cold nigga

I don't act like I don't support rap, nigga

I'm just tired of always covering wack niggas

Too much soul, nigga, invicted the light, uh

Like Jesus with stab wounds, I'm cutting for life (woo!)

I'm cutting for life