Fill My Soul Lyrics

[Chorus]
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show

[Verse 1]
Woah, ayy, man, they just don't get me
Seven point five, been in this world, still feel so empty
Got a lot to lose, so I'm on my toes, can't catch me slipping
Lately my mind been drifting
Breath of a new day gon' keep me outside tryna feel that energy
This world have you tripping
Man, I mean tripping
Tend to get in my vibe when they get in my ride and I slide on fifty
Ride around in my sixth speed
Only timе I get shifty
Niggas be frontin' online, can't bе surprised when they fifty-fifty
Me, I'm tryna
[Chorus]
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ayy, I remember dully trucks that pulled up in the driveway
Shit so loud you couldn't sleep Always been a rough ride, put red insides
But to my eyes like velvet here to me
Pops had the blood, sweat, and tears
And it was clear that hustling don't fall far from the tree
Sitting by the porch just in my ride
When a cop wanna pull up sit beside me
High school, I was tryna paint a future more clear
Wasn't really at my best 'til I
Had to find a way, and find myself
But truth be told thats a whole new testing block
I guess I had to guess a lot
With a pen to the page made a key to undress the lock
Had to gather the tools of the game
Know it all ain't the same, but I got it laid out in a cresent box
Pressed over, chess soldier
Ahead of the curve and I got closer
Out in the nights and it's not October
Never foreign to the nights when I'm not sober
But the man upstairs gotta watch over
Need an estate I can pass over
'Fore the day a nigga pass over
Generations still run hot like a cast iron skillet on a gas stove, yeah
[Chorus]
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show
Fill my soul, fill it up as high as elevators go
Turn me up, now I can't feel the ground no more
Just trying not to let my struggles show

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