Key Glock - On My Soul lyrics

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Key Glock - On My Soul lyrics

[Intro] I be turned up to the max Look Glock broke the thermostat f** your b**h and give her back I take your sh** won't give it back Now I got money, money, money, money b**h we play for keeps And Imma burn a n***a like a swisher If he think it's sweet [Hook] You know imma get it b**h until my casket close I been chasing paper n***a, you been chasing hoes I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose I never love the b**h more than the dough, that's on my soul [Verse 1] Got a Alaskan Mink Coat I feel like a Eskimo On that iceberg slim sh** You know I got all the hoes Yeah my neck and wrist froze You stay close, might catch a cold These hundreds got my pockets swollen Hustle till I can't no more, aye You know I'm a baller Keep my 9 like Iguodala f**ing n***as daughters I get more head then a collar I'm Hakuna Matata I got all these b**h you watch I be fresh to d**h Like I just hopped up out a coffin Styrofoam no coffee I sip hi-tech not no qualy Hood b**h sound like cardi She just want to f**ing party I tossed her with the squad I turned it to a sausage party I got money on my noggin And my finger on the rocket [Hook] You know imma get it b**h until my casket close I been chasing paper n***a, you been chasing hoes I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose I never love the b**h more than the dough, that's on my soul [Verse 2] And I just broke a b**h back Slam dunk that hoe like shaq On my Ray Lewis sh** I'm dancing when I get the sack I be turned up to the max Look Glock broke the thermostat f** your b**h and give her back I take your sh** won't give it back Now I got money, money, money, money b**h we play for keeps And Imma burn a n***a like a swisher If he think it's sweet I got to pour me up some lean Please cuz I'm a codeine feen I'm wide awoke high as hell But the b**h thought I was sleep I like my money neat n***a like I like my freaks I like my money neat n***a like I like my freaks When I'm riding in the G wagon The doors off like a jeep Just a high-cla** street n***a Still trapping out a suite Glock! [Hook] You know imma get it b**h until my casket close I been chasing paper n***a, you been chasing hoes I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose I never love the b**h more than the dough, that's on my soul [Outro] I never loved the b**h more than the dough That's on my soul I never loved the b**h more than the dough That's on my soul I never loved the b**h more than the dough That's on my soul I never loved the b**h more than the dough That's on my soul [Hook] You know imma get it b**h until my casket close I been chasing paper n***a, you been chasing hoes I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose I never love the b**h more than the dough, that's on my soul

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