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lirik lagu anarxhi - coasting

muzobeats

intro

yeah…
said i’m coastin in my…
said i’m coastin in my, zone

eyes low when the vibe move crooked
ghost ride in the zone they overlookin’
stay true in the drought or the bookings
yeah

verse 1

i been coastin’ not complacent, just consistent with the codes
turned my hustle to a science, now they studyin’ the tone
seen a preacher lose his sermon to the serpents in his phone
now his gospel full of gossip, and his prayers soundin’ cloned

watch the road not the drama on thе sides
and i ain’t take the dеtour it’s a debt that’s in disguise
i been ghostin’ outta crowds just sharpen up the drive
tryna pilot what i ponder, not just profit off the ride

thoughts driftin’ on that lane switch (lane switch)
mind racin’ while i feel that bass hit (bass hit)
tunnel vision in a sea of makeshift, while they sprint
my purpose always stationed in what’s sacred
on maintenance, my mood stay neutral, i move surgical
got hunger in my heart, but i chew my food with principle
the difference from the mind made miracle and a criminal
and most avoid reflection ’cause the image ain’t admissible

pre~chorus

lane switch (ayy) gotta stay driven (stay driven)
game glitch… they playin’ on ambition (on ambition)
same pitch… i’m stayin’ on the mission
i been with the same team, got no room for additions, keep my…

chorus

eyes low when the vibe move crooked (move crooked)
ghost ride in the zone they overlookin’ (overlookin’)
stay true in the drought or the bookings…
this my path, no map, but i’m cookin’

verse 2

yeah i was tapped in, back then, when the map didn’t, match the caption
back when, all the fam didn’t ask for passion
now i act with a plan and adapt in madness
same whip, cruisin’ lanes i already crashed in
same whip that i flexed now i’m patchin’
you wanted action, i read a page do my magic
i used to run and mask my, holes in the fabric
i made the trap my canvas and the pain cinematic

…now they look at the credits
never begged for position, i lean my seat where the edge is
if the room is all fragrant, i don’t need me an exit
cut my wrist on the table, as i’m bleedin’ with leverage

and i don’t ease on the pressure or dress my wounds up with escape plans
i let em bleed with intention ’til they shape hands
then i cling to the beacon where my faith stands
never had a map, just a pattern in this wasteland

pre~chorus

chorus

eyes low when the vibe move crooked (move crooked)
ghost ride in the zone they overlookin’ (overlookin’)
stay true in the drought or the bookings…
this my path, no map, but i’m cookin’

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