SOARIN

(album: NO STYLIST - 2022)

(Underworld)
(I'm going insane)

Every time, you ask the same story (Same story, yup)
Every time, I tell the same story (It's the same story, yup)
I been cashing out all these stores (In all these stores, yup)
I been fucking off on all these whores (All these whores, ah)
Being better than niggas is getting so boring (Shit getting boring, ah)
Oh, yeah, all of these niggas, they telling the same story (Telling the same story)
Yeah, I'm gettin fucked up, I'm outside and I'm touring (And I'm tourin')
Yeah, I don't even get fly no more, shawty, look, I'm soaring (Yeah, I'm soarin')

Huh, yeah, X every single day (Uh), plug, checking the mail (Uh), plug, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), got a bomb on the way (Uh), finna put that bitch on the scale (Uh), huh, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), we still making plays (Uh), we don't even do no layups (Uh), no, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), we put the racks in the safe (Uh), we stack the shit in layers (Uh), shawty
Yeah, I can buy what I want, used to put this shit on layaway (Uh)
Yeah, I'm balling real hard, if I shoot this bitch, a fuck nigga fading away (Uh, shooting these niggas)
Yeah, I was just eating bullshit, and now it's shrimp and steak (Uh, shrimp and steak)
I ain't even got no time for a stupid bitch, and I ain't even tryna play (Uh)
I'm boutta shoot up a [?], if a fuck nigga play then I'ma be grabbing that 'K (Uh, you know I don't play)
No, I don't bake, but I just be counting that cake (Uh), that cash, that mo'fucking cake (Uh)
I got a lot on my plate, catch us a lick with a opp, they put that lil' boy on plate (Uh, lot on my plate)
I need a hundred million, take this shit straight from the top floor all the way to estates (Uh, all the way to estates)
Huh, baby I'm too fucked up, I'm sipping like too much drank (Uh, too much drank)
I got hoes everywhere in all fifty states (Uh)
I got a lightskin ho, yeah, she love when I sing, she say that it sound like Drake (Uh, sound like Drake)
I got a darkskin bitch, I sing my bitch Chief Keef and let the Glock go, "Bang, bang" (Uh)
Baby, it's Opium, gang, gang, got a Bat Gang, the same thing (Uh, uh, same thing)
All black on my fit, matte black my whip, but I'm sliding in that thing (Uh, uh)
If I see a thick bitch, I'm thinking 'bout sliding in that lil' fat thing (Uh, uh)
I be thinking 'bout money, clothes and diamonds, damn, I'm going insane (Uh, I'm going insane)

Every time, you ask the same story (Same story, yup)
Every time, I tell the same story (It's the same story, yup)
I been cashing out all these stores (In all these stores, yup)
I been fucking off on all these whores (All these whores, ah)
Being better than niggas is getting so boring (Shit getting boring, ah)
Oh, yeah, all of these niggas, they telling the same story (Telling the same story)
Yeah, I'm gettin fucked up, I'm outside and I'm touring (And I'm tourin')
Yeah, I don't even get fly no more, shawty, look, I'm soaring