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Date of issue: 02.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Orange (Soul Food) |
The fact our life goals are to be something that we’re not already really says |
it all |
I don’t really know content souls |
We’ve got two eyes like nintendos |
But forget look around us at the beauty when we’re walking and we’re ten toes |
It’s every day on insta on explore page but haven’t been exploring since a kid |
Shout your boys go running or find a tree to climb |
You only live once remember that |
Unfortunately I’ve got no choic my brains like that |
I’m with people that cling on and crav life back |
But when you lose your everything it’s nothing that will fight back |
If nothing is your everything, you’ve got it to lose |
And love defines a wedding ring I’m copping a few |
Hearts heavy but it’s heavy cos I told it the truth |
I want seven benz lined up, they’re forming a queue |
Bars flying over people like they normally do |
I just had an early night it’s fucking quarter to two |
I just need to change my attitude I’m comfy where the back seat is |
People say I need to pull my socks up I’m Jack Grealish |
Shepherding the sheep but most of Shepard turn to act sheepish |
We would rap neeners, talk about the bad teachers |
Amount of times I asked for notes would leave the bank speechless |
Funny we had cleaners, funny my dad seen us |
30 songs 100k plus with no mad features |
Just me and all my boys with no help |
But I can be a dickhead trust me boys be boys |
I’m Gareth Southgate when I’m flirting with women to find the right backs I’m |
spoilt for choice |
But they can never play James cos paranoia my voice |
5 digits in my savings so your comments are void |
That’s why I’m always getting head because you bottom my coin |
I’m seeing hate for Ollie Ball it builds my love for the boy |
People love you till you’re winning then they’ll rob you of joy |
I think love is important |
I ain’t single I’ve been talking to my demons for months |
That’s THC stop pretending you put lean in your cups |
Just strap a zoot and drink copella, man are dreaming to stunt |
Like Tony Hawk but at least he grew to wheely the front |
My ex stressing about the women in DM’s she think I maybe kissed 'em |
Know that I’m the truth |
These women swallow baby wisdom |
Middle class rapper when I speak I’ve got amazing diction |
Past the point in caring that my boys have got a grade addiction |
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