Shotta Soul
 作词 : Daniel Cordero/Kentrell Gaulden/Samuel Thanni/Tevin Revell
 作曲 : Daniel Cordero/Kentrell Gaulden/Samuel Thanni/Tevin Revell
 (Damn, ayo Drum, play that bitch back)
 Oh damn, let me tell you niggas 'bout most of the—
 Most of the shit, and I say
 (Danny got that juice)
 Had some problems, but, that's what made me who I am today (Today)
 They was tearin' me down, I ain't never break (I ain't never break)
 Interrogation, I ain't never say
 Nigga got hit up with that Drac' (Shh, pow, pow)
 I'm from the 'hood, you break the rules, you got to pay (You got to pay)
 I done made it on my own, say, "Amen" (Amen, Amen)
 I'm protected everywhere I go (Mhm)
 Free my brothers in the sprinter van
 from the store
 Now, a young nigga got hеlla bands
 Bands, I'm so hot, I won't never lack
 I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a nеw house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)
 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)
 Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back
 But, she still around puttin' up with my ass
 Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
 Put her ass on that
 If I cop one, I'll buy mom's support (Woah)
 Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotter soul (Oh)
 I don't talk no planet
 Ride me like a rodeo (Oh)
 Woah
 I know that you see I'm worse than before (Oh-oh)
 But, If you mine, you'll stay on my side
 Don't tell a nigga that can't take mine
 Got to make more money than I had before, oh
 But, he don't value what you mean, now, I know
 Now, you got to tell a nigga your time gone
 My sons gone, my mind gone, they thinkin' that (They thinkin' that)
 Young nigga rick like Richy
 Rich like Rich The Kid, I pay the bills
 I pay my mama bills, my lawyer fees
 For a burner, I'll probably sell the house
 He say, "Murder fees," don't bring 'em me
 Know I play for keeps, I knock some off (I knock some off)
 Black Range truck, pull up sport, take off (Skrrt, skrrt, let's go)
 Better not tell me shit, I'm inside my house
 Told a bitch she better watch her mouth (Watch)
 You know I'm a gangster
 You know it ain't long 'til the day that they say I'ma die (Die)
 Not a child, I don't cry
 Just make sure I'm focused, I'm rollin' with sticks in the ride (Sticks in the ride)
 And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child
 You know that I ran up my Ms for them kids (Them racks)
 I ain't seen my daughter or son in over a year and still don't know what I did (What I did)
 Play games, nigga, I set the bait
 May as well ride my TEC to
 If I got 'em, make sure I , on my kids
 Lord know I grew up to
 I ain't graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)
 'fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That's a fact)
 Huh, did so bad, I ain't think she come back
 But, she still around puttin' up with my ass
 Eyes lookin' at Kelly, I was lookin' at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
 Put her ass on that
 If I cop one, I'll buy mom's support (Woah)
 Love her, still left her stranded, that's a shotter soul (Oh)
 I don't talk no planet
 Ride me like a rodeo (Oh, rodeo)
 Woah