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letra de out the way - 1of1soldier

[intro]
(n-gga, what?)
one
pack my bags, i’m dipping
i’m going to the moon, i’m out
i’m out
one
(soldier, you slimy b-st-rd)

[chorus]
huh
on the way to the top, yes
if you now finna start, you should’ve listened
reasons to stop, d-mn, can’t find ’em, i guess i’m back in the kitchen
“where you finna go?,” huh, you asked me, frankly, that’s none of yo’ business, yuh
and this my dough, huh, so n0body can tell me how to spend it

[verse]
we on him, let’s spin it
soldier went sh-tted
no, this ain’t none, just the beginning
what’s put away?, whole lotta chicken
post by the bay, b-town livin’
don’t ever think for a second or take in account what you say, that’s just sickening
anywhere i go on wax, i’m repping the gang, we finna make us millions
let’s party, yeah, on some bnb sh-t
posted with slidey, that’s pmd business
we the type make sure our man’s is straight, watch your back, they’ll pack up and leave you, n-gga
know for a fact, we gon’ blow out the state, what more than to see me on the tv wit’ it
phat-ass crib wit’ a ten-foot door, bimm parked outside wit’ no keys for ignition
how does he do it, what, “soldier, he like a fiend to get it”
hips, lips, waist, down in her back, tati got means of cake
time, i don’t waste, put yo’ b-tch-ass plate, do yo’ real grace at dinner
knots in his face, bet he throws up what he ate, setup just srceaming and dishing
you just can’t picture, how i might just be on my sh-t now
in the lab everyday, no hiccups, whole city ’bout to take off, get down
i ain’t stamp,you ain’t felt this pressure, can’t post up where we used to hang out
think twice, come and slide to the playground
i slide, go a faster way ’round, yuh
you dropping these hits like rain, now, i said it, no way you regret it
i’ll make they heads hurt, switch all my flows up
repeat all my words to her whipping
don’t speak on what we got on the tour bus, keep it on a hush, they ain’t ready, huh
do this for the squad, any days, uh, the feeling in my body is heavy
[chorus]
huh
on the way to the top, yes
if you now finna start, you should’ve listened
reasons to stop, d-mn, can’t find ’em, i guess i’m back in the kitchen
“where you finna go?,” huh, you asked me, frankly, that’s none of yo’ business, yuh
and this my dough, huh, so n0body can tell me how to spend it

- 1of1soldier

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