| It’s in times of darkness that you’ll find out
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| Wether or not you’ve been made of darkness this entire time
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| Or how much light you have inside of you
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| I’ve been watching out the windows and blinds
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| Keep extendos on my person
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| They be fleeking your shine
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| I’ve been watching out for symbols
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| Keep a look out for signs
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| You exposing shit on Insta
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| You pretendo online
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| I stay distant, I ain’t never met no bitch that don’t lie
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| She blew kisses, texting dick appointments right in my eyes
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| I felt jaded and I feel like I been wasting my time
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| Just be patient
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| It’s so hard to lead one day in my life, sometimes
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| I been watching out, they lurking online
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| She still flirtin' online
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| She still searching for time
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| We still perfect, we cryin'
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| She research me online
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| One of a kind, all by mine
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| Spliff that, bitch that, let’s get high
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| I smoke diagonal pom pom
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| Bitch, there’s so much shit on my mind
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| How you still on your grind?
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| Feel like Marlo, I get better with time
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| Pull me up, slow me up, ay
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| Show me the love that you give to the fake
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| Muster your courage, come get you a date
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| Fuck with a nigga with chip on the way
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| Puff on a spliff when you get in my scrape
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| Overprotective, I’m hugging my thing
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| Feel like a slave is just one of my bracelets
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| Dammit the bag got a hell of a ash
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| You know what, no wonder I always be chasing
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| She wanna roll up her own and then race
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| Make sure you blow all that smoke in my face
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| I got a ski mask hugging my face
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| 'Cause niggas keep hoping to catch me off base
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| I’ve been watching out the windows and blinds
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| Keep extendos on my person
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| They be fleeking your shine
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| I’ve been watching out for symbols
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| Keep a look out for signs
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| You exposing shit on Insta
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| You pretendo online
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| I stay distant, I ain’t never met no bitch that don’t lie
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| She blew kisses, texting dick appointments right in my eyes
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| I felt jaded and I feel like I been wasting my time
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| Just be patient
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| It’s so hard to lead one day in my life, sometimes
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| Steering wheel leather, I’m riding on pro
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| My cylinder quiet like tipping and toeing
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| I sold O’s, I’m talking about smoke
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| It might be a lot but I stick where I know
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| When you see them hoes, drive a lil slower
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| I’m kitted in lower, our kitty a loner
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| I’m city to city, my coverage is roaming
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| In love with my life is giving me boners
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| The loneliest
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| The highest are shown
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| Refitted the crown, put that on my Corona
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| I show my diploma, I’m educated
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| You always been fake, why you hesitating?
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| You got a little brave in the elevator
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| But you don’t wanna one on one on the fader
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| Now you don’t wanna smoke, need the respirator
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| We come with aromas and hella flavours
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| I’ve been watching out the windows and blinds
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| Keep extendos on my person
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| They be fleeking your shine
|
| I’ve been watching out for symbols
|
| Keep a look out for signs
|
| You exposing shit on Insta
|
| You pretendo online
|
| I stay distant, I ain’t never met no bitch that don’t lie
|
| She blew kisses, texting dick appointments right in my eyes
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| I felt jaded and I feel like I been wasting my time
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| Just be patient
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| It’s so hard to lead one day in my life, sometimes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Non Pulp Fiction (Simply Orange) , by - Chuuwee. Song from the album The Tip Of A Tab (PO+), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп