Fat Trel - Souljah lyrics

[Hook: Young Moe & Fat Trel] They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real) I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal) They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal) So I just keep em closer (I'm right here) They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real) I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal) They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal) So I just keep em closer (I'm right here) That's why I 40 on my waist New lawyer to fight my cases Them handcuffs for my bracelets Young n***a might make it Some of y'all n***as won't make it Blow, young n***a might take it My young n***as say thank you, they ain't got no patience [Verse 1: Fat Trel] In the trap with the yay, all night all day Young n***a like to spray AKs New new whip on a new new day, got top on my new boo face We was never worried bout race Pop a lot of pills, Imma stack new face Traffic race, my iPhone crazy Hit another lick, and Imma make another baby Back in '05 it was gravy, Old head n***a like to look like Lazy(?) I just get the book right, dealing with the crook type Show up in the hood type, good night lady, baby Am I gonna f** you? Maybe Imma make her wait cause I think she tryna play me 305, f**ing with the Haitians Got a lotta money like I hustle in the H, baby Act right, double cup laced Double dutch, 2 s*uts, wait Pour it up, roll it up, face it Young n***a might make it Act right, double cup laced Double dutch, 2 s*uts, wait Pour it up, roll it up, face it Young n***a might make it [Hook: Young Moe & Fat Trel] They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real) I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal) They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal) So I just keep em closer (I'm right here) They know I'm a souljah (They know I'm for real) I grew up on that corner (Grew up without a meal) They hate it when you show love (Waiting for the deal) So I just keep em closer (I'm right here) That's why I 40 on my waist New lawyer to fight my cases Them handcuffs for my bracelets Young n***a might make it Some of y'all n***as won't make it Blow, young n***a might take it My young n***as say thank you, they ain't got no patience [Verse 2: Young Moe] In the gutter where the n***as don't make it And they taught us how to steal and don't say sh** Known some n***as that'll k** to be famous It ain't happen, they be rapping for the playlist I'm a dog, no K-9 Spray mine on the n***as that be crossing like aye-ya If a n***a try to take mine, Imma blow him out the frame, out the game to the baseline Running with some n***as who be living cuz they shooting like a free-throw No goals they gonna hit you through the peephole n***as break codes cuz he singing like Neyo Ya, got some n***as that'll do it for the low fee 13, and he driller so he tow heat From Virginia, but the k**ers outta North-East They be hitting so they grilling on the police No bullsh**, got the full clip, put the 50 round drum in that AR They be hating, motivating me to play hard I been patient and I'm scraping till it pays off Came a long way from them hallway days to the sold out shows Mug one of my bros Imma pick up my phone I ain't really gotta talk about smoke cuz...