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Gold Soul Lyrics - Artist : Ty Brasel
Ain't no block my shine, no
Young man ball like Bron, whoa Ain't no sleep on the grind, no Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh-uh 16 bars, that's holy, yeah I was made in God's image, uh Money on my head was the price, uh Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah Ain't no, block my, block my, shine, (no) Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah Pull up glist with the light, uh huh It's blinding your vision (It's blinding your vision) Money on my head was the price (price) Gold in my soul that's expensive, look I was 16 in the M, Winchester, flip Xans. yeah Running from the cops, Riverdale, PT, meet clientele, uh 24 chase the check, yeah I remember late woke, laying low, praying for bankrolls, lace those pesos with my fingerprints, yeah Play-dough chase old dead prez, case closed, blue face with no oxygen, uh, yeah All I wanted was a million in the safe closed Black Porsche, gazebo, back porch, Latino bad mamacita, and the Rollie froze, uh To attain it all, that was my ambition till I found out knowledge real riches Now I hold the mic, when I shine the light, God sent it Look he flipped the script, Shyamalan with the plot writtens, yeah Look the devil in a new dress and she sure glisten, yeah But lil' T shine with the gold soul, huh Ain't no block my shine, no Young man ball like Bron, whoa Ain't no sleep on the grind, no Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh-uh 16 bars, that's holy, yeah I was made in God's image, uh Money on my head was the price, uh Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah Ain't no, block my, block my, shine, (no) Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah Pull up glist with the light, uh huh It's blinding your vision (It's blinding your vision) Money on my head was the price (price) Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah Gold soul, aye, gold soul, yeah yeah Gold soul, gold soul, gold soul, aye aye Gold soul, yeah, gold soul, whoa Gold soul, gold soul, gold soul, look To attain it all, that was my ambition till I found out knowledge real riches Now I kick game, Lionel Messi with it Now I'm cross the world, paid to play Uh huh, yeah I just put miles on the highway (where), state to state, uh huh, yeah Dope in the trunk like Scarface, that's my new mixtape, (Young T) Mama birth a rapper, 1994, August 23rd, she prayed to the Lord Doc said, I was unconscious, almost pronounced dead before I was born But God said "Look at T shine with the gold soul", uh Ain't no block my shine, no Young man ball like Bron, whoa Ain't no sleep on the grind, no Ain't no sleep for the wicked, uh-uh 16 bars, that's holy, yeah I was made in God's image, uh Money on my head was the price, uh Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah Ain't no, block my, block my, shine, (no) Ain't no, block my, gold soul, yeah Pull up glist with the light, uh huh It's blinding your vision (It's blinding your vision) Money on my head was the price (price) Gold in my soul that's expensive, yeah, yeah Aye, what you say bro, I got dope in the trunk like Scarface that's my new mixtape, ahaaa, aye, that's cold bruh [*laughs*] You crazy bro Aye, I'ma be out that way tomorrow though, what we need to do is hit the studio, fam Aw yeah that's mandatory, I'll call Clay and set up the session soon as we get off the phone, for real Aight, that's a bet bro Aye What's good? Aye real talk tho, I got dope in the trunk like scarface that's my new mixtape, ahaaa [*laughs*] You crazy bro |
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