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Follow My Lead

Yung Motion x Soul One tha Urban Legend - Road Runner

LYRICS; 
Ion want no trouble, when finna start my season, nowadays these artist only draw conclusions, really in the Coliseum, real ones yea you hardly see em, 
Had to go ghost, jus to see em, 
Watch me go pro, takin action, 
Man I'm back up, on my shit, 
holdin hits, On deck, right now you can flex, 
Finna be up next, you should pay attention, 
If you broke, go in debt, yea you owe me this, 
Blunt in context, Ain't no words to twist, 
This that shit you wish you wrote, 
This that shit your bitch will qoute, 
Still on topic, if you try to top it, 
you can't kock it, aye
You aint got the muscle, cuz my notebooks make a brick, the lyrics dope, so I hustle my 16, i got them esco-bars, dirty but im clean, 
Back at large, your baddest bitch makes my dick go soft, thats a cocky line, 
you might have ta press rewind, 
me myself and I, 
never can look back,
cuz, we aint focused on the past, time is a present, so, every second of my presence, way to valueable, 

Any rules I break em, same wit expectations,
Ion need to front, you can talk that hot shit, 
But we know you stunt, rappers goofy now, 
They got knowledge, but dont show it, wow, 
I don't get it how, you dont act the same, 
Until the fame, 

Finna flip the script, that ya'll, wrote for my role, aye 
Rappers are the new age poets, and we know it, lyrics always had intent, 
Whether not you noticed, makes no difference, 
Or does it? 
Old heads fuck wit corda, but don't look at X the same, 
I can't maintain to bite my tounge, 
Lessons is what teachers always brung, 
So Listen close, fuck the chains, and the braids, and the tats, and the clothes, 
Listen to the poems bout their habitats that they wrote,
It aint riding waves if we all in the boat, 
Feel the pain, 
even if it ain't what we felt before,
Keep it real, thats the deal, felt like you should know, 
Keep in mind, its still cut throat, for the throne, 
So thats mine, thats jus me being genuine, 
I need to win, for my kin, I need a voice, to take a stand, I cant, let em have a choice, 
Off the dome, nowadays ion even need a pen, 
Toe to toe, and bar for bar, this is war, competition this is sports, 
See my skill? Thats why they support. 

Any rules I break em, same wit expectations,
Ion need to front, you can talk that hot shit, 
But we know you stunt, rappers goofy now, 
They got knowledge, but dont show it, wow, 
I don't get it how, you dont act the same, 
Until the fame, 

LYRICS RESERVED SOUL ONE. 7/9/18

Open Season (The  Bloodiest Remix)

LYRICS: 
If I go and get it, ima get the bag,
Then its back to tha safe,
Bag in tha safe, 

You can talk that goofy shit, pump on gucci shit, man I
put hold on that booboo shit,
Still on clutch, wit that shits, indica in tha club, ima get
it turnt, wait ya turn, rubber yea I brun,
0-60 I got bands on the dash, run it, bitch thats too
fast, I got rich when you turn your back, hits on deck,
where you at? Hit the deck, I call shots, leadership, im
legit, feel the kid, ima rookie, But compared to these
rappers ima vet, wu tang when I say protect your neck,
If you say who what? You can't fuck wit me, rapping
on a key, what I mean, standin on a brick, I can under‐
stand, if you dont understand, underground, bitch I'm
on more than the gram, sellin grams I sell records,
pass the crown, tripple didgits on that body count,
Talkin down on who? Talkin crazy bout me, who is
you? I ain't never been a substitute,
Teach a lesson nothin new, teachers never thought me
nothin, even when I dropped, out of school, came back
wit the game, up a grade,
So ahead of my pace, 
 
If I go and get it, ima get the bag,
Then its back to tha safe,
Bag in tha safe, 

Body any beat, you don't wanna see,
Soul one wit yout favorite artist, ima go the
hardest, spittin heat, sneek into the industry, fuck
that, ima double back, start a label jus to say im
bossin now, matter fact,
new money flip it into old money, thats a artifact,
Fuck a rack, you been basic boy,
Check my stats, ima lace it boy,
Where you at? Always in the court,
Ain't no judge, but the jury, watch,
As I shoot my shots, always score,
Check the board,
Really Ain't no more to say, but I have to challange
all these artist nowadays,
Is you on your game?
I'm Lebron to your fuckin lonzo,
Get ya mind blown, if you analyzed these bars bro,
they define a psycho, and when I brain storm thats a
cyclone, crazy as it seems,
This for the fiends, cuz we know you can't come thru,
aye, ion mean to be this rude wait,

Soul One tha Urban Legend

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