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The Price of a $oul by Titan Debirioun Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2016

[Chorus]
They told me I should go and sell my soul, but I ain't never listen tho
You acting like we really really friends, but you ain't never kick it bro
See Lady Luck and me are really friends, but I ain't ever see the hoe
My enemies are out making threats, if they pull up they get Peter rolled
X2

[Titan verse 1]
Mental mission, locked up in a prison
Flooded with ambition nothing fucking with my vision
Tell these niggas listen every word from uncle Titan
More then a catalyst to help you get
Enlightened
Ive been flexing with my trident since a youngin been defiant

Soning every body since life has been a science
My middle name is violence I can ooze it from sinus
Tell these niggas call me uncle or your sexy Royal highness
Googled up my L's and I still couldn't find
It
For real tho, I've been elevating since the three o, two nine
Moving from a solo to a trio, dubs high
Told these niggas I could rise like c o, I'll try
But first I got capture all my freedom, that's why

I wonder when my heart will entertain , accepting other people in my lane ooh ooh
God knows I need to make a change god knows I need to make a change
Ohhhhhh oohhhh

[Titan talking]
It seems that im losing my options, but I know the truth
They set up a whole operation, to make niggas choose
A life full of work in an office, they creating they're slaves
But thank god I fell into this music and my life was saved
I remember back when is little and I
Misbehaved
They told me I wouldn't achieve shit and I was insane
I guess I'm a little bit smarter but still haven't changed

[Chorus]
They told me I should Go and sell my soul, but I ain't never listen tho
You acting like we really really friends, but you ain't never kick it bro
See Lady Luck and me are really friends, but I ain't ever see the hoe
My enemies are out making threats, if they pull up they get Peter rolled
X2
[Verse 2]
Nothing changes, every since a nigga elevated
From primary school to chilling up in class with them faded
Niggas talking part time jobs like they made
It
Starting pushing me to think about the shit I celebrated

Like- am I just a sheep or innovative

Like- do I have a chance to be the greatest
Nigga ever rapping or am I just a basic
Nigga that's addicted to the thrill of being famous

Guess I'll never know but I keep it my
Mental
And keep moving forward never stopping that's essential
In my search the greatest I ain't killing my potential
Until I own twenty cars and none of them are rentals
And every time I swap them it's foreign exchange
I mean damn, it's living good really that
Strange
Can I not, escape from my spiritual
Chains
And make due with inner me or whatever remains, God willing