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Soaring
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Soaring was released on November 29, 2024 by 4 Ever Onnat LLC/Nacho Gang Mafia as a part of the album Bleeding Me
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Release DateNovember 29, 2024
Label4 Ever Onnat LLC/Nacho Gang Mafia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerome Hawkins
Jerome Hawkins
Songwriter

Lyrics

Look, keep in the back of my mind
How they don't fuck with me when I'm making my moves
Collect call bro shit feel real don't it
He say, probably be tears falling to these years over
My OG probably the only one that's a real woman
I'm a heartbreak kid so I don't feel nothing
No, that don't mean I'm sad
You better be glad I ain't in that field rushin
Come to think about it, they all on fluck shit
Everybody play in this turf, but who touch shit
I'm always trying to get the bag
But I might have to put some blood on money
How you real, you ain't stood on nothing
You ain't been in no sitchy to see if you really a hunnid
You ain't been on my dick, all month bitch
I know what you on, but you think I'm a dummy
I don't feel close to nobody
Don't no more days feel sunny
Slime me out till I feel nothing
Next thing I'm sick to my stomach
Just got news, they killed my cuddy
Fucked up we wasn't even thuggin' at the time
That shit wasn't nothing
Still don't feel real, they done made a monster
Off of how they coming
But I show love, fuck your budget
Soon as I feel I gotta question
That's when I get on that fuck it
Shit was beautiful, then ugly
That's when we start pouring muddy
Ma can't blame me, I'm a druggy
She know my pain, so she don't judge me
They throwing shade like I'm a junkie
But you know I ain't never been moved
By the way they perceive me
God been told me he thuggin' with me
I'm always up at four
I just wanna throw back more
I'm high ain't got no wings on me
But I'm still gon' soar
You cut me deep, I'm paranoid
Now I don't know what's in store
You can't pull the wool over my eyes
When you a snake at core
Blood, blood, blood, need more
Love, what it was before
Thugs, drugs, guns, and more
Woah everything feel like a war
Clear my head space fuck all these whores
And my frenemies too
I've been breaking their heart
Just to keep yours straight, you act like that I did it to you
Why you telling me how to react
Won't vent to nobody, I'ma get in the booth
I be mad at myself when I'm vulnerable
I'm supposed to make them get it off the roof
Cause I know when they giving they insight
Most of that shit probably ain't even true
Had to cut you off anyway
I'm chasing shit that you thinking I can't even do
You ain't tell me you love me enough, it was you
Like somebody gotta be lying and I'm telling the truth
I'm always the bigger person
Say it's me whole time, it's you
Written by: Jerome Hawkins
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