Fresh Min.D - Old Soul (feat. Grey Mackenzi) Lyrics

I got my new sound from my old flow
And i got my new whip from my old hoe
I got my new weed from my old bro
Cause of my old soul it made an awesome wave
I got my new sound from my old flow
And i got my new whip from my old hoe
I got my new weed from my old bro
Cause of my old soul it made an awesome wave
Nigga

Doin 90 on a 60 on the freeway
Yeah I'm strapped up so I'll be okay
Been in my own lane since I rocked waves
I'm too smart wit life so I skipped grades
Education takes some patients so does coming up
And lazy parents throwing money make kids so corrupt
Grown folks not growing up that's what it's come too
F*ck what the mouth say
See what the body do

So you want it
Heard you want it from d
So I say just follow closely catch the soul of a beat
Put the rhythm in ya soles in ya toes and yo feet
And let it travel up yo spine till control is complete
See here we got the finest of the herb and weed
Take a puff inhale exhale and then flot off yo seat
Now we dancein in the clouds chest to chest cheek to cheek
Didn't know what ever well be till you dive in the dream
Like bangerang me homes
Number one Klingon
Too infinity and then beyond
I be wit you kin like we best friends and then beyond
And well have a party wit a cake that well be on
Like me homes
But I know that you love it that's just how it would seam
See I see it in the twinkel in yo eyes start to gleam
Yeah the fame is something dangerous don't chase my g
Go ahead don't listen to me and just follow your dream till you king

I be Riding out in public
Smoking weed in public
Doing what I wanna like it's just me in public
I be Riding out in public
Smoking weed in public
Doing what I wanna like it's just me in public Look Bust what they say
Bust what they do
They run they mouth
I run my crew
I run my legs I get it now
Creep up and kill it
Build with my niggas
How does it feel
To run the world
To get it nigga
Don't feed the fam
Go feed the streets
You got a million
Don't pop that champagne
She gone pop that pussy regardless nigga
Get her a business
Help her go out and she can get it
You got some visions
And you need figures and so you figure
Roll up and hit it
Then sell go and sell it homies feel it
And if your wish is
To go head and lift up your phyisic
Then come stick with us
Cuz we gone make itregardless
And we gone run this city with this old soul
Around us
Nigga