Oliver the 2nd - Soul Yoga (Indian Man) ft. Isreal lyrics

She said try to be a little more sincere when you rap Putting up facades & acts She said do ya history Learn about your past Open up your mind read a chapter of acts Always talking how ya pockets filled up with cash And how ya gun blast every time a hater pa** Ducking from the jabs, I had to hit her back Like b**h you wasn't with me hustling trees throughout the city Fontucky it get grizzly Couple n***as Tried to get me Had to keep some sh** with me Had the knife next To the sticky like right there in the whippy I was like sixteen Thought i caught a body Hit the chapel like Sistine So you can just go ahead and Miss me Tryna play ms.queen When I was just all in ya mouth like listerine Go and vent a load of stem off Cinnamon and sweet, venison and cheese Scent of venom in her dream She love to fill the sting The Hennessy and E Combination of alphabets Will end u with a Z While you sleep Suddenly wake, get flexed at a rapid rate Im dapper jae, working it like we dont take holidays Or vacate hallways We stay posted get the blunt rolling From zip lock bags To bean color hash You could call green man Snap a carrot extract The raw elements Stretch, revamp the watts, thru thick and thin we stay keeping it hot Like we inside vans Hot boxing the land Top notch on a wonder beat Its in the fam Swaggitory, j crooks, black jungling books Rapencypedia n***a my rap book Yea Stretch this sh** like yoga stance Yea, Black Jungle Squad