Lyrics Souldier 19 (The Warm Up) - Asoh Black!, Ish

Souldier 19 (The Warm Up)

Feeling like the weight of every world is on my shoulders
God knows I don’t what he’s cooking
I just hope it makes me bolder
Cause this stoner rocks the mic until the coward takes over
See outside I see these battles but inside I lack my souldiers
But these are sober thoughts
Look ma, no greens
Yet these eyes still pop like the vision needed visine
I’ve seen, dead dreams in my sleep
Scary moments when my third eye blinks
Strong minded
Still I get afraid
Hoping that the vision’s worth walking on these flames
Plus I got a heart up in my hand
That I really didn’t plan
Cause I hate relationships
But I’d love to be your man
My shorty told me E you a real ass nigga
Most these rappers out here probably do it for the figures
So I figured, that you do it for the dollars and the dimes
Not to put the whole FAM on your back
An athlete nowhere near his prime I’m still trynna find myself
I dread the days where rapping revenues define my wealth
Cause I been rich since the days my momma wouldn’t buy me Jordan
Now these mics the reason I could afford em
Couldn’t call her, busy tourin
This shit’s deeper than the flow you just can’t see
19, really trynna put on for these Brooklyn streets
But my parents thesis
Don’t include my exponential increases in lyricism
I ain’t tripping, know there’s different types of wisdom
Hope this EP help you see me
And it validates the mission
Cause the road is so much clearer when you multiply the vision
Aye, the warm up
One verse at a time
Understand imma free all minds
Motherfucker this the warm up