Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song sailing NOT selling, artist - Jhené Aiko.
Date of issue: 18.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
sailing NOT selling |
See, I got a lot to say and I ain’t afraid to say it |
Mind on my money so that’s why I’m trying to make it |
Yeah, but the money’s what you make it |
Let it make you, see where it’s gon' take ya |
Hey, you’ll be headed nowhere, moving so fast you won’t even care, yeah |
But when you get there, what you gon' do when nobody’s there? |
Hey, I know what you’re gonna say, made it there alone so you don’t worry ‘bout |
they, hey |
But when it all goes away, you’re gonna be stuck, so what I’m trying say is |
Don’t lose your so-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oul |
Oh-oh, let go-oh, let go of your ego |
Don’t sell your so-oh-oul, sail your so-oul |
Sailing so-oh-oul, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
Isn’t it clear that you are only hurting yourself? |
You will never grow if you lose control over yourself |
(Don't let go) If you don’t get a hold of yourself |
Then you will end up with no self |
Playing the game for the fame in the end |
But what do you gain when you’re paying to win |
You don’t, you better keep your soul |
Set sail or get sold, oh |
I sold my soul to the devil, that’s a crappy deal |
Least it came with a few toys like the Happy Meal |
This game, you could never win |
‘Cause they love you, then they hate you, then they love you again |
Get away from me loneliness, get away from me misery |
Get away from me fake shit, I can’t take the phoniness, |
Get away from me wack tracks, I can only make only hits |
I’m an only child lost in the world, where did the lonely kids go when the bell |
ring? |
And feeling like hell rings, bringing me back down, checking my background, |
it’s ironic what’s happening |
Imagine if I didn’t have the ends, I wouldn’t have so many imaginary friends |
I’m spaced out dog, I be on that moon talk, wonder if God asked Mike how to |
moon walk |
I swear to mom, I wish me and my father talk more |
I stopped visiting around the time I was a sophomore |
I guess everything I hate about me I see in him |
And I ain’t finna change, so we’ll never agree again |
Just a few things pouring out my soul, Rosewood we could see out with our eyes |
closed |
Don’t lose your so-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oul |
Oh-oh, let go-oh, let go of your ego |
Don’t sell your so-oh-oul, sail your so-oul |
Sailing so-oh-oul, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |