Soul Burger

[Verse: Doeburger]

Brodie on, the fuck is you on?

You done cried enough, I know you tired of losing

Losing your time you tying up

How many times we been through this, bro?

Count it up, I know you sad and all that, trust me, I get it

But stand tall, you can't fall cause they caught me slipping, yeah, I know

Leave them fucking gloves alone, get on your A game

You getting old, it's getting colder everyday, gang

I'm glad yo ass was in the cast and not in the casket

You coulda died but you survived, now get yo cash bitch

Kiss my nieces for me, practice what you preaching, homie

Cuz, I'm in heaven racing black sillies with Jesus on gold rows

Get yours Soul, don't worry 'bout me

Nigga, you know I'm spottie

Keep yo third eye open just like you told me

You know it's at least three sides to every story

[Outro: Ab-Soul]

Told you niggas

Time flies, love fades

Hmm, so get paid

It's Burger