Gold Soul

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, unh uh Bars thats holy I was made in God's image, uh Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive, yea yea 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 Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive, look I was in the M Winchester flip xans Running from the cops riverdale Pt meet clientele Chase the check I remember late woke laying low Praying for bankrolls lace those pesos With my fingerprints, yea Play-dough chase old dead prez case closed Blue face with no oxygen, yeah All I wanted was a million in the safe closed Black Porsche gazebo Back porch Latino Bad mamacita, and the Rollie froze To attain it all that was my ambition Til I found out knowledge real riches Now I hold the mic When I shine the light God sent it Look he Flipped the script Shamylan with the plot writtens Look the devil in a new dress And she sho glisten, yeah But look T shine with the Gold soul, hmh 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, unh uh Bars thats holy I was made in Gods image, uh Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive, yea yea 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 Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive, yea 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 Til I found out knowledge real riches Now I kick game Lionel Messi with it Now I'm cross the world paid play Uh huh, yeah I just put miles on the highway (where) State state, uh huh, yeah Dope in the trunk like scarface That's my new mixtape, (Young T) Mama birth a rapper August she prayed to the Lord Doc said, I was unconciense almost Pronounced dead before I was born But God said, look at T shine With the Gold soul, hmh 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, unh uh Bars thats holy I was made in Gods image, uh Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive, yea yea 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 Money on my heads what's the price Gold in my soul that's expensive - P: Aye what you say bro, I got dope in the trunk like scarface that's my new mixtape, ahaaa, aye that's cold bruh - T: (laughs) you crazy bro - P: aye Ima be out that way tomorrow tho what we need to do is hit the studio fam - T: aw yeah that's mandatory, I'll call Clay and set up the session soon as we get off the phone, real - P: aite that's a bet bro - P: aye - T: what's good - P: Aye real talk tho, I got dope in the trunk like scarface that's my new mixtape, ahaaa - T: (laugh) you crazy bro