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S.O.S. Video (MV)




Performed By: Leck
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Maliek Washington




Leck - S.O.S. Lyrics




Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip

Look, ain't nothin' new under the sun, but I wonder
What else I got in store for the Lord, cause my number
I seen too many people die, choosein' the streets
Same story, new characters, the movie repeats
Look at homie pullin' up all ten and his rims
With shorty, her purse cost more than she could put in it
Got all designer brands on, they serious flossin
But still payin' that rent in a shitty apartment
Look, I ain't even gotta ask, these niggas ain't on shit
They dreamin' bout that cash that they ain't never gon' get
Get a job and some debt, work the debt to get out of it
For forty hours a week, then the check is deposited
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip

Now ain't nothin' new under the sun, but I wonder
Who the f*ck keep callin' me from this private number
And I don't ever answer, they never leave a message
Then if I try to call them back, the number disconnected
Now look, I can recognize this scammer from a mile away
And I ain't got a problem with that shit at all, side of the tank
I been the hustler too many times to be hustled
But I ain't been the customer, so I ain't get accustomed
To fallin' for that sucker's shit and how these niggas function
Lookin' past the red flags, that ass y'all be lunchin
I guess everybody plottin', tryna pull a caper
Same shit, different toilet paper
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
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Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip

Look, ain't nothin' new under the sun, but I wonder
What else I got in store for the Lord, cause my number
I seen too many people die, choosein' the streets
Same story, new characters, the movie repeats
Look at homie pullin' up all ten and his rims
With shorty, her purse cost more than she could put in it
Got all designer brands on, they serious flossin
But still payin' that rent in a shitty apartment
Look, I ain't even gotta ask, these niggas ain't on shit
They dreamin' bout that cash that they ain't never gon' get
Get a job and some debt, work the debt to get out of it
For forty hours a week, then the check is deposited
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip

Now ain't nothin' new under the sun, but I wonder
Who the f*ck keep callin' me from this private number
And I don't ever answer, they never leave a message
Then if I try to call them back, the number disconnected
Now look, I can recognize this scammer from a mile away
And I ain't got a problem with that shit at all, side of the tank
I been the hustler too many times to be hustled
But I ain't been the customer, so I ain't get accustomed
To fallin' for that sucker's shit and how these niggas function
Lookin' past the red flags, that ass y'all be lunchin
I guess everybody plottin', tryna pull a caper
Same shit, different toilet paper
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
Now every day, when I wake up, same ol' shit
Makin moves and fill the tank up, same ol' whip
OT another state, but the same ol' trip
Buy it low and sell it high, nigga, same ol' flip
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Writer: Maliek Washington
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