Astro - Return Of The Soul lyrics

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Astro - Return Of The Soul lyrics

(Verse) I used to be nuisance but they’ve been acting new since the youngin started winnin My biggest fear is losing This game is kind of stressing, believe you in the medic That’s only if you let it, it’s all about them essence Dollar signs support, what else son, speculation Clock the first but without the second your time is wasted I’ve been patiently kicking waiting for credit, But bout the time they give it it’s really like forget it, The game ain’t fun no more, whack as ever From rugged raw stitching to Givenchy and leathers And everybody docking over nothing Grabbing their surfboards when they hear Yo yo the new wave is coming I’ve always been different in this world Of the type of kid to you say there is no God sponsored links After listening to Earl People share opinions like photos, You’d better put your face in the books man fore it get took And into a act when you ain’t got no wi-fi Money in your piggybank trying to be fly, huh? But right now it’s kind of looking like haza Me rep like Scarface ‘fore I die, Okay, I’m reloaded, the chosen one says reloaded My old mixtapes is still potent I’m off the fact and they still voting So take note and, prepare for return of the soul man. In the corner of my eye I saw you, you were very high In the corner of my eye I saw you, you were very high (Verse) Aids k**, word up, respect this, America is dying slowly, Keep the k**er beats close to me, That’s what it posed to be, Carry the real like groceries, But it’s the great A tryina get away from this get away Shook to hell the game, that paved the way to get us paid So now I’m in the studio working on art Before you listen close and you could see me painting myself in the corner Street life ain’t the life to live, So I go hard with rap just to make it easy for my kids Communicate through these how I live, Don’t see the big pick, the contact, the dude selling gla**es In the corner, vocals in the beat team up Introduce the add, the emphysema Fame will leave you breathless, maybe you throw shots like catch distant Put up walls with asbestos, sick and drive you crazy But put gas in your car too, Once you made it they get animated like the car too, Who’s real? Who’s not? Sort s mountain, no hits, no hidups Labels know what I’m talking bout Well I guess I’m on my do low, kick car flows with so yall catch Manolo, Huh, so low be the logo, We ain’t here tryin to shine like so glow, stroll. In the corner of my eye I saw you, you were very high In the corner of my eye I saw you, you were very high