SOARIN

(I'm goin' 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 cashin' out all these stores (In all these stores, yup) I been fuckin' off on all these whores (All these whores, ah) Bein' better than niggas is gettin' so borin' (Shit gettin' borin', ah) Oh, yeah, all of these niggas, they tellin' the same story (Tellin' the same story) Yeah, I'm gettin fucked up, I'm outside and I'm tourin' (And I'm tourin') Yeah, I don't even get fly no more, shawty, look, I'm soarin' (Yeah, I'm soarin') Huh, yeah, X every single day (Uh), plug, checkin' 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 makin' 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 ballin' real hard, if I shoot this bitch, a fuck nigga fadin' away (Uh, shootin' these niggas) Yeah, I was just eatin' 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 not a shooter but bet if a fuck nigga play then I'ma be grabbin' that 'K (Uh, you know I don't play) No, I don't bake, but I just be countin' that cake (Uh), that cash, that mo'fuckin' 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 sippin' 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 sip my drink 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 slidin' in that thing (Uh, uh) If I see a thick bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout slidin' in that lil' fat thing (Uh, uh) I be thinkin' 'bout money, clothes and diamonds, damn, I'm goin' insane (Uh, I'm goin' 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 cashin' out all these stores (In all these stores, yup) I been fuckin' off on all these whores (All these whores, ah) Bein' better than niggas is gettin' so borin' (Shit gettin' borin', ah) Oh, yeah, all of these niggas, they tellin' the same story (Tellin' the same story) Yeah, I'm gettin fucked up, I'm outside and I'm tourin' (And I'm tourin') Yeah, I don't even get fly no more, shawty, look, I'm soarin' --- SOARIN - Destroy Lonely