Souls - Slide Tackles Lyrics

Broke is not a joke
Broke will make you cry
Broke will make you lie
Broke will make you die
It made me lose my mind
I thought of suicide
It made me lose my drive
Like what's the point of life
When you don't even know what the time is
And your bank accounts into minus
But you only dream of the finest
Spend your 9-5 on designers
Dreams and visions of the mandem whizzing through the ends in fast cars
Waking up from the dream just to see life's a joke ha ha, damn
I nearly gave up on my fantasy
But Plan B just wasn't a plan to me
If I give up hope its a tragedy
I came for their spot now they're mad at me
Gotta win never lose
Stop alarms never snooze
Winning don't come easy
You couldn't fit in my shoes
Get it gang get it gang
Take flights to better lands
Wanna take flight and never land
So we take flights to Netherlands
Live on a prayer Bon Jovi
I pray to the lord to please hold me
The lack of money begins evil
So I put in the time for that roley
I had two left feet slide tackles all around fell down but I'm balling now
Rich like a sheik got them twerking on their knees when the money starts falling down
I ain't got time for a pagan so much gossip in the air so I got the loud (Block it out)
Do this shit for fun got your baby mum bumping to my music cos she loves the sound
Two left feet slide tackles all around fell down but I'm balling now
Rich like a sheik got them twerking on their knees when the money start falling down
And I ain't got time for a pagan
Got the loud so I block em out
Do this shit for fun got your baby mum bumping to my music cos she love the sound
I was sent from the heavens to come and rule this earth like a king
If you clowns wanna steal my crown then I'll tell you now you won't win
All these Pharisees wanna test, I am Rameses in the flesh
Nefertiti lays in my bed, Dreams of power all in my head
Dreams and visions of a greater kingdom and a golden throne all in my mind
I see the bigger picture nigga I'm a winner don't believe me look in my eyes
They told me go to school, get a job, get a wife and multiply
Work, Eat, Drink, Sleep and repeat. Yep, yep that's the life
That's a lie. All these 9 to 5's
With nothing to show when i'm 95
Dunno 'bout you but I'd lose my mind
Suttin like Eric back in 95
So I dream bigger
Get richer
I'm the black Mac Miller
I get figures
I'm the big beat killer
I pull triggers
Your favourite MC's spitter
I'm that nigga
Young nigga you're born perfect
Aim for glory you deserve it
Willie Lynch your plan failed
Your dream of hate is not working
I paint my future with a bloody brush
I'm taking back what belongs to us
Tried to leave my people dead in the dust
We came a long way from the back of the bus
I had two left feet slide tackles all around fell down but I'm balling now
Rich like a sheik got them twerking on their knees when the money starts falling down
I ain't got time for a pagan so much gossip in the air so I got the loud (block it out)
Do this shit for fun got your baby mum bumping to my music cos she loves the sound
Two left feet slide tackles all around fell down but I'm balling now
Rich like a sheik got them twerking on their knees when the money start falling down
And I ain't got time for a pagan
Got the loud so I block em out
Do this shit for fun got your baby mum bumping to my music cos she love the sound
Sound sound sound sound
Sound sound sound sound
She love the sound she love the sound
Your time is up my time now
Slide tackles don't test me
Dodging tackles like Messi
Thank the Lord cos he blessed me
Thank the Lord cos he blessed me
Sound sound sound sound
Sound sound sound sound
Your baby mum she love the sound
My ting goes up your girl goes down
Slide tackles don't test me
Dodging tackles like Messi
Thank the Lord cos he blessed me
Thank the Lord cos he blessed me