Frzy - S.O.U.L. lyrics

[Verse 1: Frzy] New sh** Old smell New sentences Y'all getting this No bail Sick spitter Mucus It's eating u up inside Lupus God willin' Jesus I'll be a millionaire soon Regis I'm like So Seamstress I got a hit Dead people's only what I miss Peep this Ya boys fresher then will smith No prince Yet I hear a symbol Simple Huh Copy that Bitters I get paper To make less writers Pencil Number 2 That's u And what I do To all u New school No friends The next generation of this rappin King frzy I'm gone I'm in the west with a j Tell em watch the throne I'm grown In my zone Mature type song Y'all f**ed The flow hormones Hold up Better watch Rolex Cause when I get ahead n***a all I need's a neck Big check Nike shoe Now my money make money It works harder then you Hungry No food I want it so bad n***a say it's rude Give me space Black hole U shaped up to be a square that's why u can't roll This soul don't come with a shoe string Just made dreams and one ring This is my Calling New whip Old slaves So I ride in that all black everything Genius Einstein For this joint Cause it's a hit Get u high FaceTime IPhone For the world to see me I had to change my tone Mj R. I. P I k**ed the game n***a this beat be the eulogy Usually I be doin'me My masturbation Cause frustration Homie count to 3