[Verse 1] I got that Fugee La lit up that Killa Roll big Ls uptown go figure Fuck with the Zilla none one realer Mention my name better pay my lawyer Gotta bible on my bed stand Condoms in my left hands I just wanna party with my kinfolk And kick it with a nympho I pray the preacher save my soul I hate it when they hate on low But love me when they play my shows, woah They just wanna take my role They wish that they could say they were Sol I dont give a lightskinned halfHaitian damn If you understand what it mean to be me Momma taught me they wont see you they just Seeing what they wanna see Im exactly where they wanna be [Chorus] I pray that they dont go blind trying to fuck with my shine Woah, yay! If its a sign of the times Guess my shit bout to blow Woah, yay! And it goes Yayaaaay x8 [Verse 2] Hol up! What a 100,000 follows if you never been a leader You aint talking you just tweeting, you just DM hoes I love these rappers like my brothers, and thats one hundred forever I send em positive vibes, I think they need it most But if you want get the fame, I guess you need to know When you do your thing, people throw em stones I got nothing but love and aint afraid to show it Still doing em favors and they aint even know it I know you just keep saying I wont I thinking that you praying I dont, I might Write 100 songs right now I got a lot of thoughts right now I think they just wanna end me But they are not my enemies I got friends that I call family And family that cant stand me Never pick up the phone [Intermission voicemail] Yo Sol, its bleep Still in New York Im just calling to let you know Ill be in the Northwest Give me a link Seattles not too far away [Chorus]
woah, sol, yay, yayaaaay, halfhaitian