S.O.S Lyrics

Just a different day

Still the same shit

Gotta different bag

Got the same bitch

Just a bunch of hating niggas

That won't change shit

Had to level up

Still a tape a brick

Still got my stick

Niggas counting out loud

Quick to make a vid

Say she feel me in her soul

Put it in her ribs

I just grabbed that Gen five

Smoke ya like a cig

I got perfect aim

Hit you in yo wig

Steady burning up the gas

I ain't burnt a bridge

Told that girl my love forever

Put that on my kids

Switch that shit

In different rooms

Can't take you to the crib

Knocking at the door

They wouldn't let me in

Said fuck knocking

Doors off the hendge

Imma Money addict

I can't break the binge

I Can't take no charge

So i can't play attempts

You know it's bound to go

You know I'm down to ride

I Want that Matte Track

This shit like trap or Die

Ain't seen no nine to five

You know it's eye for eye

I kept mine on the prize

I'm only the option

I can't wait in line

Took the world over

Like i know it's mine

Counting money

Got Niggas counting time

Ain't never yelling truce

Never switching sides

This shit like In and out

But they ain't serving fries

Just a different day

Still the same shit

Gotta different bag

Got the same bitch

Just a bunch of hating niggas

That won't change shit

Had to level up

Still a tape a brick

Still got my stick

Niggas counting out loud

Quick to make a vid

Say she feel me in her soul

Put it in her ribs

I just grabbed that Gen five

Smoke ya like a cig

I got perfect aim

Hit you in yo wig