Soulja boy AIボイスジェネレーター by Fish Audio

Look, these niggas got zero motion, just out here typing on they iPhones while I’m stacking heavy. You want to join the winning team? Then quit being broke and start moving. We don’t do fakes or back-talk, just 60 shots and real results. It’s game time, believe that.

Gold dripping off my tongue like honey venom, speakers bleeding chrome dreams while I float high on beat waves, breaking sound barriers like paper walls, every word I touch turns platinum in my mind's eye, watch me dissolve into pure frequency.

Cut down opps like trees, and smoke 'em Calvin pack too potent Opps get caught and deny their involvement I ain't tryna hear that, already soaked him Opps get caught and back their soakers Change their mind, then run like jokers And we should be sponsored by Ford Stepped in a Kuga, Fusion, Focus Still a Fiesta got down Culprit EcoSport got reused That one got down three yutes Two OneSiders and a QC yute Trip and drop, I wouldn't wanna be you Chinged Chinx's chest, looked see-through

Like I was in studio last night like crazy man, had the whole gang there and shit, we was just vibing like making hits and stuff, smoking good, wearing designer clothes like that's how we living now, like it's really lit man, really going crazy.

Look, I've been through hell and back, scratching and clawing my way through the rap game. They said I wouldn't make it, tried to box me in. But I'm still here, still spitting fire, still making them uncomfortable. That's what real art's about.

Ay what's good, it's ya boy Soulja! Just dropped my new merch collection, straight fire! First 20 fans who cop something getting exclusive video shoutouts from Big Draco himself. Hit up the website right now, no cap!

It’s the first month. Yeah, it’s the first month. We just getting started, for real. Schyea! King Vamp, we on top of the world. It’s the first month, it’s the first month, everything is changing now. We just locked in, slatt.

Got my hands full walking down the street when suddenly flash back of my boots hitting concrete while sipping that cool drink but the sleeve catch wrong and spill all over my back pack then grab nice food from around corner making time slip away like water.