Cuarenta Porter - S.O.T.A. Lyrics

S.O.T.A
I got some goal that imma achieve
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that do not believe
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that I gotta leave
S.O.T.A
I got some haters and they've been deceased damn
S.O.T.A
S.O.T.A
You sour as hell
But I'm finna ball in yah
S.O.T.A
Sweeter than ever
That bitch so clever
She like my sweater
I ain't walking
I'm out marching
Full out stridin
Thought you saw me joggin
Feelin lucky like a leprechaun
Just ran anotha marathon
Shorty top me with my medal on
Who ain't Golden
Car was down broken
Jugging outside of autozone
Serving the community
In the community
Only thing on my schedule
Was not yielding to the inevitable
Thank you father for gracing me
I was stressing heavily
Bless hem
S.O.T.A
I got some goal that imma achieve
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that do not believe
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that I gotta leave
S.O.T.A
I got some haters and they've been deceased damn
S.O.T.A
S.O.T.A
You sour as hell
But I'm finna ball in yah
S.O.T.A
Sweeter than ever
That bitch so clever
She like my sweater
S.O.T.A
Shes alway shook whenever I shake
S.O.T.A
I had more bread to go make
SOTA
I'm not eating steaks
I'm raising my stakes
Old hoe didn't think i could make it
SOTA
She still tried to link up and get naked
SOTA
I told her give that shit a rest
Kept bangin my line
I didn't pick up
I shot her a text
Damn
Like a sniper
I know you felt that
S.O.T.A
I got some goal that imma achieve
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that do not believe
S.O.T.A
I got some hoes that I gotta leave
S.O.T.A
I got some haters and they've been deceased damn
S.O.T.A
S.O.T.A
You sour as hell
But I'm finna ball in yah
S.O.T.A
Sweeter than ever
That bitch so clever
She like my sweater