On My Soul - Key Glock

I be turned up to the max

Look Glock broke the thermostat

Fuck your bitch and give her back

I take your shit won’t give it back

Now I got money, money, money, money

Bitch we play for keeps

And Imma burn a nigga like a swisher

If he think it’s sweet

You know imma get it bitch until my casket close

I been chasing paper nigga, you been chasing hoes

I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose

I never love the bitch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

Got a Alaskan Mink Coat

I feel like a Eskimo

On that iceberg slim shit

You know I got all the hoes

Yeah my neck and wrist froze

You stay close, might catch a cold

These hundreds got my pockets swollen

Hustle till I can’t no more, aye

You know I’m a baller

Keep my 9 like Iguodala

Fucking niggas daughters

I get more head then a collar

I’m Hakuna Matata

I got all these bitch you watch

I be fresh to death

Like I just hopped up out a coffin

Styrofoam no coffee

I sip hi-tech not no qualy

Hood bitch sound like cardi

She just want to fucking party

I tossed her with the squad

I turned it to a sausage party

I got money on my noggin

And my finger on the rocket

You know imma get it bitch until my casket close

I been chasing paper nigga, you been chasing hoes

I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose

I never love the bitch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

And I just broke a bitch back

Slam dunk that hoe like shaq

On my Ray Lewis shit

I’m dancing when I get the sack

I be turned up to the max

Look Glock broke the thermostat

Fuck your bitch and give her back

I take your shit won’t give it back

Now I got money, money, money, money

Bitch we play for keeps

And Imma burn a nigga like a swisher

If he think it’s sweet

I got to pour me up some lean

Please cause I’m a codeine feen

I’m wide awoke high as hell

But the bitch thought I was sleep

I like my money neat nigga like I like my freaks

I like my money neat nigga like I like my freaks

When I’m riding in the G wagon

The doors off like a jeep

Just a high-class street nigga

Still trapping out a suite

Glock!

You know imma get it bitch until my casket close

I been chasing paper nigga, you been chasing hoes

I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose

I never love the bitch more than the dough, that’s on my soul

I never loved the bitch more than the dough

That’s on my soul

I never loved the bitch more than the dough

That’s on my soul

I never loved the bitch more than the dough

That’s on my soul

I never loved the bitch more than the dough

That’s on my soul

You know imma get it bitch until my casket close

I been chasing paper nigga, you been chasing hoes

I tore my acl, I ball too hard like Derrick Rose

I never love the bitch more than the dough, that’s on my soul