Soulmate

Taylor gang or die.
Cloud crowd.
Heavy hustlin.

Yeah.

Big money small money
Short money tall money

Soon after we locked eyes
I had a vision of me inside.
I stimulate your mind and give your body everything it wants.
Private school her whole life
Got an infatuation with being bad.
You take her out to shop and spend it all
Cause she dont see them tags.
I get deep inside her soul though
If she was a guitar Id treat her like the solo
And pull my fingers through your hair.
And last night was amazing
I could honestly say that youre the best I ever had.
And you dont remember cause you werent even there
But your soul was.
Keep goin just catch up on the next one.

Ay.
Ay ay.
Ay.

We dont make love I touch your soul girl.
She dont party where the rest go.
You need to be able to let your hair down
So you can feel good.
Girl you can buy your own drinks drive your own car
Purchase them louis bags on your own.
Her parents money long
But since she grown shed rather spend yours.
I get deep inside her soul though.
Go into the drag and beat it like I'm bolo.
And so you think its too much.
And even though now you figurin out how or what we shouldnt have did
To your friends youll admit that we have fun.
Okay okay.

Ay ay.
Ay ay.

Lets ride to the gate so you can meet the mayor.
Im gonna a beat top man
Im gonna take you to never never land.
When youre all dried up
Here's an ocean to wet the sand.
Of course Im gonna see whats good with your fancy car.
Im relighting in the dark to her lock I got the key.
And niggas down to get a copy.

Damn
How does it feel this great when youre not even here?
And you climax with the thought of me
That mean we gotta be