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Lyrics

Yeah yeah
Like I got the

Soul
Ha, I don't even know
People questioning my integrity and my flow
Whoa, the kid walked the plank
I had to get rid of excessive stank
We cleaned up for the soul
Ha, I don't even know
People questioning my integrity and my flow
Whoa, I'm on time on the dot
Ain't no way somebody's taking my spot

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Look, like Mark Davis to the barber Imma check ya later
I had to come up like an escalator
It's all Niners never checked the Raiders
I'm Dunder Mifflin when I'm stepping paper
Get wrecked in Fader at the edge of the galaxy
When they catch me I'll be lefting sabers
Woo! It's all love I don't be flexing haters
And screw Chick-fil-A you can go and choke on taters
The President so dumb his own supporters start to taper
Ha, let's get it
Got job offers in Los Angeles not for the Lakers
I sent the resume and from there it was only takers
My mama told me since you're gluten-free can't be a baker
Well guess that's cool cause I'm the boss there ain't nothing to say here
Yeah, flight to the Bay like my name DeMarcus
When I'm dead you better honor the box with my carcass
And I don't have the funds for radio so they could chart this
Yo I feel disrespected cause I been working the hardest

Like a legend in the making had to make the roster
I stay growing like a pot you filled with pasta
My music name is still the KING I am not Mufasa
I just report the news like CNN I'm Jim Acosta
Yeah, they think I lost the spirit of what I'm doing but I got the soul
Making a difference well that's been the goal
But I can't leave the rhyme scheme let me bring it to prosper
She said she need me to write her song well that's gonna cost her
Yeah, we brought the soul like the spirit hopped out of the body
I'm with the boys writing songs while you drunk at the party
And honestly you should know better than ever to start me
'Cause all that talk is out the window it does not alarm me

Let's get it

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