Orty - FAITH

Breakin' down the weed cause I need a little break
Church me please cause I need a little faith
Talkin' to the man but I've never seen his face
But every time I eat, man I always say grace
Veggies and a deal what I'm stackin' on my plate
Lookin' at my streams like I never get played
Lookin' at my screen cause I never get paid
Dippin' out the scene how I never get played
Pennies in my pocket not how I want change
I'm so lost promise this is not a maze
I can take a loss but I'm never out the game
Just wanna be a boss give a fuck about fame
Milli dollar smile when you lookin at my face
Tryna make a move, but I can't without a play
Praying for tomorrow cause today is not my day
Hope, hope I never fall, but I'm gonna anyway, okay
Open minded
I'm so open minded
I remember the moment that I was told to try it
Now it's what I always gotta hold for guidance
If the notes ain't rhyming and my focus blinding then I stop
Take a pause
Hop on the internet and listening on interviews with Rick Ross
I don't wanna be famous from just a TikTok
Wouldn't mind a Rollie as a wrist watch
Bank accounts in multiple countries money be stackin' criss cross
Rap game kinda wish wash
With the plug talk, drug talk, gotcha bitch she all up on my dick talk
Lick, lick, lick talk
All of it is bullshit and I'll put a rapper in a casket if he wanna shit talk
Scary me
Bury beats
Apple doesn't fall far from the sike bitch, cherry tree
You don't see me at charities and that's cause my money rarity
Comparing me to him like a crime scene
Barely leave a print
Lint brush for the hoes that be thinking that they dimes but not making any cents
Lord forgive for my sins
Cause I'm killin' the beat, looking for a feeling in me, because I'm willing to be
So far from perfect
Is this rap shit worth it?
Wonder what's my purpose?
Live the life of Pablo
I wanna be notorious
Fuck a rap game, this a gladiator stadium and I have been a warrior
Sending you to euphoria
Never stopping til recognized for all of my efforts and crowned victorious
I had a low GPA but bet I'll be richer than whoever the fuck
They said was my valedictorian
Don't do it for glory but bet I'm mother fucking glorious
I saw ya message but I'm ignoring it
Have you wondering where in the fuck has Orty been
Maybe I'll hit you when I be forty, man
Say my flowing is foreign and there be no way for importing it
Like bricks of cocaine
Money washed up
Says cheers for more fame
Drunker than a motherfucker
Whip in both lanes
Say hello to new me
Blow a kiss to old days
Money pile up in the driveway
Lookin like a snow day
The way that I be talking got em thinking
That I made a U-Turn right back to my old ways
Glad we on the same page
I say we different but we live the same days
Only thing that's different is the problems and the way we maintain
Computing my lyrics cause hip hop be the mainframe
But I'll tell what gets tiring
I'm tired of livin' the same days
I've been inspiring but tired of reading the same page
I been surviving but get tired of eating the same plate
I can't annihilate when telling these people to press play

Written by:
Zack Orton

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