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Orbit (feat. La Goonz) Video (MV)




Performed By: Nobodie
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Andrew Rodriguez, Bryce Alford, Ryan Cook




Nobodie - Orbit (feat. La Goonz) Lyrics
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So god tell me why these foolies testing me
They don't wanna rest in peace
They just want my recipe
But they'll never get a piece
Swept in with the energy
Cause still I keep my friends close
But focus on my enemies
They won't get the best of me
Ain't for sounding selfishly
Probably better you than me
That might be a low blow
But motherf*ck a referee
Hit him with the heavenly
Elegy fella please
I ain't tryna spill the beans
Might just pop out from the hip
Boy you best quit talking all that shit
Or my bottom bitch will through a fit
And possibly some fists
I'm hella slumped from my shoulders to my top
Hostile and my homies never folding
When you flop
Culture car robbing
Getting robbed for what you got
Take a power move right
I ain't bout to lose sight
Whats the come up
Where's the money I can run up
Avoiding all the conflict and drama
It's a wonder
Always under thunder let it rumble
In the back drop
Representing all my sadness and bad luck
Officers tryna keep my hands up
Yeah my wrist broke
I need some ice to keep it chill
Where's the antidote
This melody is prone to kill
Chilling with some folks
And all they do is pop pills
This life feel like a damn joke
Reality making me lose sanity
F*ckers want the bloodshed
Just to make a salary
And just because we blood
Don't mean that were family
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English

So god tell me why these foolies testing me
They don't wanna rest in peace
They just want my recipe
But they'll never get a piece
Swept in with the energy
Cause still I keep my friends close
But focus on my enemies
They won't get the best of me
Ain't for sounding selfishly
Probably better you than me
That might be a low blow
But motherf*ck a referee
Hit him with the heavenly
Elegy fella please
I ain't tryna spill the beans
Might just pop out from the hip
Boy you best quit talking all that shit
Or my bottom bitch will through a fit
And possibly some fists
I'm hella slumped from my shoulders to my top
Hostile and my homies never folding
When you flop
Culture car robbing
Getting robbed for what you got
Take a power move right
I ain't bout to lose sight
Whats the come up
Where's the money I can run up
Avoiding all the conflict and drama
It's a wonder
Always under thunder let it rumble
In the back drop
Representing all my sadness and bad luck
Officers tryna keep my hands up
Yeah my wrist broke
I need some ice to keep it chill
Where's the antidote
This melody is prone to kill
Chilling with some folks
And all they do is pop pills
This life feel like a damn joke
Reality making me lose sanity
F*ckers want the bloodshed
Just to make a salary
And just because we blood
Don't mean that were family
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Writer: Andrew Rodriguez, Bryce Alford, Ryan Cook
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing

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