SoulFly lyrics

And other things but rich off rapping fame

So much that came with all this fame, but I remain the same

Hope you don't think 'cause I got change that's what [...]

In church blurry eyed I had to confess

I seen my nigga laid to rest in his Sunday best

Polo on his head and chest, now that's casket fresh

Wish we would've seen eye to eye before you left

And where I'm from, it's an eye for eye, nothing else

Ain't no love, it ain't no help, every man for they self

Better watch your home, it's keep your strap or get strapped to a shelf

Ain't no complaining when it's raining, play the hand you dealt

Ain't got no opps, just some niggas who mad that I made it

And since you niggas mad I made it, pick a casket, baby

On the net exaggerating, ain't even half as gangster

It's funny and it's fascinating how even family hate you

Wanna hit the show but you ain't show up to my graduation

I can't take y'all to the top, I ain't no elevator

Think of my cousin Deyjah

Was way in 2013 when she left, I was 15 when she left

They say it won't be long, all I want

• Artist:Rod Wave