Soul Right

Smooth, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
 Too motherfuckin' smooth, bitch, yeah
 Bald head, head like a baby, a baby ass, bitch, yeah
 Yeah, Kane
 Here to motherfuckin' remain, yeah
 Uh, bitch nigga
 It's still fuck police, too
 Yeah, nigga, yeah
 Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher,
 motherfuck Betty Shelby (Fuck that bitch)
 I never wish death but bitch, find a hollow tip and inhale it
 When Taz drove off with two kilos, I told him we should mail it
 And now we gone up the river, they seen my nigga sellin'
 Nigga killed the police in Dallas, that's probably fake news
 While they knock 'em off with robotics, R2D2's
 Everything on me icy, Snow White, it's just like I skiied through
 I sit back in the trap with them rats and I watch the cheese move
 Shakin all these nutso niggas off the roof, off the record
 Ball without a motherfuckin' ball like I was Tommy Sheppard
 Life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on O's and X's
 I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah
 Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah
 I pour it up and get my soul right
 East side boy, my mama was the mail lady (Yeah)
 Brother and my sister got degrees but I got the yayo, baby (Yeah)
 Had to beat my case, I can't turn Irie to a jail baby
 Bitch, I weigh that shit up in my crib, I think your scale shady
 Pass it off and drop it like Stockton, bitch, I facilitate
 Fucked some niggas off but I also done set some niggas straight
 Way back when we had rows and Lincolns is all a nigga ate
 And every day I fuck up a bulletproof glass chicken plate, uh
 Empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket
 Three things that occur to show you if you and your niggas solid
 Know that they won't prosper but the devil still gon' form the weapon
 I can't hold no grudges,
 my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (Blessings, blessings)
 Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah
 Yeah, I pour it up and get my soul right, yeah
 'Cause I been struggling my whole life, yeah
 So I broke it down and it was all white, yeah
 Mama always told me it'd be alright, yeah
 I still broke it down and it was all white, yeah
 I pray the Lord'll get my soul right, yeah
 I still pray to Lord'll get my soul right