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letra de non pulp fiction (simply orange) - imaginary friends

[intro]
it’s in times of darkness that you’ll find out
wether or not you’ve been made of darkness this entire time
or how much light you have inside of you

[hook]
i’ve been watching out the windows and blinds
keep extendos on my person
they be fleeking your shine
i’ve been watching out for symbols
keep a look out for signs
you exposing sh-t on insta
you pretendo online
i stay distant, i ain’t never met no b-tch that don’t lie
she blew kisses, texting d-ck appointments right in my eyes
i felt jaded and i feel like i been wasting my time
just be patient
it’s so hard to lead one day in my life, sometimes

[verse 1]
i been watching out, they lurking online
she still flirtin’ online
she still searching for time
we still perfect, we cryin’
she research me online
one of a kind, all by mine
spliff that, b-tch that, let’s get high
i smoke diagonal pom pom
b-tch, there’s so much sh-t on my mind
how you still on your grind?
feel like marlo, i get better with time

pull me up, slow me up, ay
show me the love that you give to the fake
muster your courage, come get you a date
f-ck with a n-gga with chip on the way
puff on a spliff when you get in my scr-pe
overprotective, i’m hugging my thing
feel like a slave is just one of my bracelets
dammit the bag got a h-ll of a ash
you know what, no wonder i always be chasing
she wanna roll up her own and then race
make sure you blow all that smoke in my face
i got a ski mask hugging my face
’cause n-ggas keep hoping to catch me off base

[verse 2]
steering wheel leather, i’m riding on pro
my cylinder quiet like tipping and toeing
i sold o’s, i’m talking about smoke
it might be a lot but i stick where i know
when you see them hoes, drive a lil slower
i’m kitted in lower, our kitty a loner
i’m city to city, my coverage is roaming
in love with my life is giving me b-n-rs
the loneliest
the highest are shown
refitted the crown, put that on my corona
i show my diploma, i’m educated
you always been fake, why you hesitating?
you got a little brave in the elevator
but you don’t wanna one on one on the fader
now you don’t wanna smoke, need the respirator
we come with aromas and h-lla flavours

- imaginary friends

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