Lakewude - Orange lyrics

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Lakewude - Orange lyrics

{Verse 1: Lakewude} The fu*k is the problem when ni**as approach me It don’t feel like nothing to bag up a grocery Back in highschool man these ni**as ain’t notice me Now they all follow me calling me Hercules What doesn’t work for u work for me ni**a I need a office where all of these ni**as gon work for me She call me a doctor when she gon refer to me She put that shell to his back like a turtle be ni**a slow down that’s hare trigger Guts on the table that’s American dinner I be in the skin like a gahdamn splinter Pull up in a Tesla nut I left in a sprinter Kevin at the gate better call a breadwinner Want me on the stage I’mma need 8 figures And an arm and a leg and a head or a finger I don’t give no fu*ks lil ni**a gahdamn {Verse 2: Lotus} God damn (gah damn!) Y’all needa see this on cam (okay) I was LoKii way back in the day at the Lake Now a young ni**a really got fans (on hood) I need a fan, I been too hot, caught a tan Life is a beach, I just play in the sand Her cheeks is sandy, she loving my nuts I guess that goes without saiyan How you still working but making it worth it? How you just practiced but made yo sh*t perfect? How bout you ask bout the times when I ain’t have a dime So I spent all my time on these verses?! Allergic, fugazy, my hearse, candy paint it When I’m in the dirt, they gone dig all my statements I’m finna blow like that throat was amazing It’s UGLYATLANTA , like Wu-Tang, we banging the set {Verse 3: LoKii AD} Yes.. right In the A T L where it’s not a crime goin 95 on I 95 We work all the time not just 9 to 5 It be 9 to 5 and the 5 to 9 if we fall behind then get cyanide Cause that’s suicide see no sign of lies Don’t get euthanized for your sight of mine dog Don’t ever go against the divine dog I just ran up half a million streams with ease and I really went pop off of the mic dog Still down to fight like one of Mike’s d- Ok you get it tho gotta be more original Ain’t that many this lyrical (ain’t nobody this lyrical) This ain’t even my pinnacle, coordinated umbilical Y’all be lookin identical, yall like twins We ain’t even worried bout no losses They ain’t nothin when compared to all the wins

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