Intro
Soul
Please don’t mistake my exposure for lack of greatness
I ain’t mastered algorithms but mastered the flowin’ statements
On my dreams, Tripadvisor show you how far you can take it
I got shit I never put out that’s better than niggas’ latest, yeah
This warm-up shit

Verse
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check
I was the only TDE nigga, dreamed so heavy I heard jokes about me
“Sign to Mr. Cole,” shit, I get the desire
Maybe in another lifе with a difference causе, could’ve flipped it and made it transpire
Wouldn’t switch up the writing
Sent Ib so many emails, years later he know me
All the looks from him and Cole, you woulda thought them niggas owed me
“How you sleep on Reas’,” my arrogance fading slowly
Arrogance any opp that’ll try to step to the homies
They say I’m cook of the soul shit how I’m never missin’
Some days feel like the music and social’s a separate business
The fuck shit get you props then lead to prospers
Belts gaining the notches
Headlines is filled with the hot takes and imposters
You niggas don’t need Grammys, most of you niggas need Oscars
It’s heavy that way
Some days I wonder if it’ll ever go back to the greats
Not passing torches off a ego be they greatest mistakes
Never mistake opportunities for a handout
I thought shit was love, look how it panned out
Touring pickup trucks, Cooper Kupp, we took the Ram route
Hard to sit in shadows when I knew I was a standout (Flip it)
I was in garages cooking up before it panned out
Bloody knuckles, put it all like wrists, like “Fuck a handout”
Career sittin' still nigga, I been tryna stand out
Got fans from St. Louis to L.A., that’s a ram route
Swear I’m done dying for this shit
I’m so tired of being martyred off too much food on my plate
I watched it fall apart
Life in every track, put every atom in the bars like it’s long as y’all
Truth and honesty, that’s been my calling card
Loyal to my calling card even when some niggas hate it
Homie need a loan and passin’ bills like it’s legislation
Showed my city you ain’t never limited, like fuck a limitation
I done followed all the goats to get to greatness, fuck patience like—
Shit, patience I got some new beginnings comin’
I had drive, I broke free to get the engine runnin’
Love and appreciation, feel like niggas still my brothers
My spirit ain’t perfect, I’m still healing from it
Soul, nigga
One take that bitch