Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Plane , by - Haleek Maul. Song from the album Prince Midas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
My Plane |
| Yea, yea, yea, yea |
| Yeaaa |
| Yea, yeaaa, yeaa |
| Na na, na na na |
| Get it right, get it right |
| Get it right |
| Get it right, get it right |
| Get it right |
| Yeaaaa |
| Free falling, falling, falling |
| Free falling, falling, falling |
| Free falling, falling, falling |
| Na naaaa |
| Check the karma, negate the trauma inside him |
| Deep, like I’m up in 2 freaks slipping inside and |
| I’m drifting and gaining mileage |
| You fibbing, bib on your neck |
| Get chin-checked for less |
| That man don’t get no respect |
| My wolves hungry, they vexed |
| Bless 'em, better catch up |
| Can’t step son, get stepped on for sin |
| All I’m drinking is Hen' |
| All I think of is the end |
| Water tasting like poison but sipped it to get ahead |
| Reflecting on all my dead |
| My lost one that lost one |
| With bleached bones and quite souls in coffin |
| Coughing up the herb, last words to my brother |
| «Don't you ever let em touch you |
| Cuz they looking for a way in this sin» |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my, get out my plane |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my, get out my, get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my, get out my plane |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my plane |
| Get out my, get out my, get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Get out my space |
| Trying to hold tight but I be so in pain |
| Wanna find light but there is no way out |
| Fuck that |
| I’m bout to bail out, sail out |
| Don’t care how long it take I rip them waves now |
| Until they try to pull me under |
| Got love for all of my nigga |
| My gran, brother and sister |
| I know my mama love me |
| They held me down on December |
| These tremors up in my brain |
| Breaking off of the chain |
| Saving up all this patience |
| They playing me like a game |
| Thumbs sore from saucing |
| I’m soaring over the plane |
| Soaring over the plane |
| Soaring over the plane |
| Soaring over the plane |
| Soaring over the plane |
| Thumbs sore from saucing |
| I’m soaring over the plane |
| Hot liiiiiiiiiife |