Fallen souljas

[Intro]

Feng, Feng, Feng, Feng

[Verse 1: Feng]

I like the finer things in life

Many got skin, but can you fight?

I like the finer things in life

Got a private plane, but I'd rather fly a kite

Got asked where I'm from, said I'm Filipino, white

I'm in Croydon, and I'm chilling [?], I'm probably dyin'

RIP, to all my guys

All the fallen souljas, they could've been something

So much time, but they were chasing nothing

I'm asking myself, is it youthful corruption

Or politicians runnin' the government?

Game watchin' us to go run up some hundreds

[Verse 2: Dochi]

I like the finer things in life, I deserve that

All the shorties soak up, I think that she perfect

Never would I ever sell my soul, 'cuz I'm worth it

Growin' up as a teen, I was out dodging [?]

Now I'm out dodging furnaces

Gettin' fly, [?] breaks the heat

They emotion steppin', they could [?] 'cuz my feet

How could you hate my life? I'm designing my truth (That's right)