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letra de staying orr coming - $orr¥

ain’t this the sh-t they never wanted me to spit on?
pants on fire, got the hose you could sit on
built like that, n-gga you ain’t even been on
presidential suite when i’m going on a campaign
b-tch i’ve been popping since the corks on champagne
s’mores in a campsite
eating all these rappers man i think i lost my appetite
f-cking on the girl of my dreams and i swear she’s h-lla tight
the way i’m k!lling everything like i don’t even got a type
prenup numbers n-gga, i don’t even got a wife
i dare to be great man and these n-ggas don’t go to strive
i’m trying to let go of profanity, i swear to god
i’m trying to let go of the vanity, i’m fairly odd
you trying to bite on the same hand that fed you, dog
i couldn’t give you my new number
i hope don’t think i changed on you like cucumbers
you should sleep on me, imma call her to two slumbers
got her making breakfast, now i’m glazing her mcm-ffin
clock-in in the studio, you n-ggas gon’ straight punch in
i got clones overseas man you know they’re doubling
fashionably, i’m dressing up like i got to state something

i know you wanna tell me something
you should never let me go
you should never let me go
is you staying, is you coming?
you should never let me go
you should never let me go
all the time that i run the street
all the time they gon’ finish me
all the time they gon’ finish us
pull that block out, we gon’ let it-
you said you’re the one but you wasn’t
these n-ggas my juniors they must be one of my cousins
n-ggas overseas is cloning me you could say they was dublin
4th quarter my shooter up it, you know he clutchin
two poles on him he walking like they was some crutches
girl you got the cakes i been thinking about m-ffin
she wanna be my wife i’m a spiritual husband
witchcraft am i choosing? it’s the music, i love it
put me in a routine, if i’m being honest i’d rather be in a beach
you came in as blood but turned out to be a leech
now i’m somewhere far and i’m probably out of reach
n-ggas gotta stop rapping just so they can come alive
all eyes on me like i’m the motherf-cking prize, tell me why are you surprised
severe pain when i spew these words from out my mind
i’m out my f-cking body that’s far from my demise

- orr¥

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