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lirik lagu soarin’ – spiffy d

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[intro]
soarin’
*sigh*
yeah, yeah
*sigh*

[verse 1]
forever aimin’ at the top whenever i shoot mines
all them n*ggas is below me, read between the lines
fickle*minds, is constantly blind man f*ck it all i’m movin’ 90ks per minute in this game of lines
i tried to elevate alotta folks but still they lackin’
i tried to give ’em food for thought, but still they never had sh*t
“he feelin’ himself” man, dumb n*ggas keep whining i swear(hmmmmm) i keep on risin’ like a tidal wave
and leave ’em surfin’, i tried to keep it in low and nevеr say sh*t
a diamond in the rough, they know it prolly why they hatin’
i’m sеrvin’ all the heat and in ’em streets i keep ’em rockin’ like a baby chair, they press play well i’ll be d*mned cause i…

[hook]
…sat on this b*tch like this chick on my d*ck
and like her, i’m soaring so f*ck getting off it
still the same n*gga they f*ck with heavily
so please, controversy ain’t finna do sh*t
keep it one hundread tho’ opps keep on
plottin’ on me
they losin, my name on their playlist
till then, i’ll sit back and trip off my weed
plus it’s sweeet, i get (uh) sour bout the hour
sat on this b*tch like this chick on my d*ck
and like her, i’m soaring so f*ck getting off it
still the same n*gga they f*ck with heavily so please, controversy ain’t finna do sh*t
keep it one hundred tho’ opps keep on
plottin’ on me
they losin, my name on their playlist
till then, i’ll sit back and trip off my weed
plus it’s sweeet & i get(uh) sour bout the hour

[verse 2]
wait, i swear i’m like a trooper how i maneuver
through the hate
and like an internet provider, i got bars for days
i’m servin’ the fiends with real music not only weed
may lord forgive me, we stay fly
till it’s over mayne (please god, please)
young oompa dawg, i’m goin’ hard & leave ’em shakin’, i’m bout my business yeah the profit is what i’m tryna rake in, with metaphors and syllables yeah, i’m still at it & ain’t stoppin’ till
your favorite rapper keeps on hatin’ on me
ridin and swerving you know that i be
my conscious like an ammo none of these n*ggas is safe from it, and till they get it
i’mma let it rain and leave no casualties
excuse me please, to the top i’m headed
f*ck the negative
how many n*ggas on my level? i thought as much, i had it since a youngin back in high school, i’ve had enough cause all they do is
live a lie, blind the youth and step aside
“mind over matter” d*mn shout out to
my n*gga white
[hook]
…sat on this b*tch like this chick on my d*ck
and like her, i’m soaring so f*ck getting off it
still the same n*gga they f*ck with heavily
so please, controversy ain’t finna do sh*t
keep it one hunnied tho opps keep on
plottin’ on me
they losin, my name on their playlist
till then, i’ll sit back and trip off my weed
plus it’s sweeet, i get (uh) sour bout the hour

sat on this b*tch like this chick on my d*ck
and like her, i’m soaring so f*ck getting off it
still the same n*gga they f*ck with heavily so please controversy ain’t finna do sh*t
keep it one hunnied tho opps keep on
plottin’ on me
they losin, my name on their playlist
till then, i’ll sit back and trip off my weed
plus it’s sweeet & i get(uh) sour bout the hour(aye)

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