K-POP Lyrics Song

WaleThe Soup

I didn't get any bread
Just forget it, let it go
Excuse I think you forgot my bread
You want bread
Yes, please
No soup for you
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot
Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem
What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder
They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up
How I'm brought up, then you probably feel the same
And I ain't saying change sucker, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can't go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on
Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball
I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though
You know your son a asshole, but I hope you got those stacks though
Always on the road again,with Omega autobahn
Lost a couple friends, cool nigga made a lot of fans
And I give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did effect rap
Uh, for worse or for better
Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better
Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
They finito, why the fuck they all got egos
My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia
This shit a freethrow, this shit here for my people
No soup for all you suckers while I'm re ing up on me so
And they feeling me so, they not feeling y'all so
I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough
Past summer dough, motherfuck a ho
This is More About Nothing, I'm the fucking show
Hold it, keep rolling
Respect is like food, nigga what it do
I'm eating real good, no soup for you
No
No soup for you
No
No soup for you
No
I'm eating real good, nigga
No soup for you
No soup for, for, for you
I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite
They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame
And I don't know no Triple H, but this is all about the game
Competition I ain't winning but admit it, I'm still in it though
Should've been an all star, I'm Crawford for Interscope
Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Gang Starr
And WillIAm and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y'all
And though I came far, know I got a way to go
Waiting for Pitchfork to say Wale on this, so way to go
Text message from Elliot saying tape was dope
XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post
I am not no homophobe, good thing I don't read The Post
Unless your skin's winning, then I do it just to fucking boast
With this rap shit, you know I do the fucking most
I'm all over this beat like a motherfucking stethoscope
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
My timing was any better, then bitch, I'd be a metronome
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
But I am way too passionate to patch shit up and let shit go
Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form
But when you intellectual, some niggas ain't gon' let you on
But I'm here, jo, I hope you niggas know it's on
No soup for you wack niggas, I'ma get my chowder on
Gone
No soup for, for, for you
What are you doing
Since when do you smoke
I've always smoked
I've never seen you smoke
Oh yeah, well, I'm a big smoker
I gave it up for a while but it was too tough
I didn't get any bread
Just forget it, let it go
Excuse I think you forgot my bread
You want bread
Yes, please
No soup for you
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot
Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem
What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder
They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up
How I'm brought up, then you probably feel the same
And I ain't saying change sucker, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can't go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on
Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball
I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though
You know your son a asshole, but I hope you got those stacks though
Always on the road again,with Omega autobahn
Lost a couple friends, cool nigga made a lot of fans
And I give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did effect rap
Uh, for worse or for better
Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better
Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
They finito, why the fuck they all got egos
My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia
This shit a freethrow, this shit here for my people
No soup for all you suckers while I'm re ing up on me so
And they feeling me so, they not feeling y'all so
I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough
Past summer dough, motherfuck a ho
This is More About Nothing, I'm the fucking show
Hold it, keep rolling
Respect is like food, nigga what it do
I'm eating real good, no soup for you
No
No soup for you
No
No soup for you
No
I'm eating real good, nigga
No soup for you
No soup for, for, for you
I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite
They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame
And I don't know no Triple H, but this is all about the game
Competition I ain't winning but admit it, I'm still in it though
Should've been an all star, I'm Crawford for Interscope
Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Gang Starr
And WillIAm and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y'all
And though I came far, know I got a way to go
Waiting for Pitchfork to say Wale on this, so way to go
Text message from Elliot saying tape was dope
XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post
I am not no homophobe, good thing I don't read The Post
Unless your skin's winning, then I do it just to fucking boast
With this rap shit, you know I do the fucking most
I'm all over this beat like a motherfucking stethoscope
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
My timing was any better, then bitch, I'd be a metronome
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
But I am way too passionate to patch shit up and let shit go
Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form
But when you intellectual, some niggas ain't gon' let you on
But I'm here, jo, I hope you niggas know it's on
No soup for you wack niggas, I'ma get my chowder on
Gone
No soup for, for, for you
What are you doing
Since when do you smoke
I've always smoked
I've never seen you smoke
Oh yeah, well, I'm a big smoker
I gave it up for a while but it was too tough

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