S.O.A.K. Orion - Odyssey (Prod. Space)

Yeah space go crazy
Got a hater mad cause I’m riding in Mercedes
Never got the bag it’s a bunch of niggas mad they ain’t stunting like me so you know them niggas hating
Couple hundreds on me call me blue face bill
Pull up on the gang quick way to get killed
I don’t even bang I just got a couple homies that don’t pay a second mind if some blood get spilled
Shit, I can give a million reasons right now now to hate and these niggas still find that one
Fuck it take the rifle out the range when I start to take aim drop a couple niggas off have fun
I don’t even give a fuck
Got the white and blood diamonds ima make pink
98 overalls wearing fake minks
These niggas fake Cubans wearing fake links
You know a nigga got the drip like he hate sinks
Mickey Ds nigga I don’t want fake beef
If it’s some beef I get the brush and get to painting
Don’t give a damn if a goofy say he hate me
They say I’m dripping like a bag full of saline
Double cup dog you know a nigga stay leaned
Sold a bag even though a nigga hate fiends
Crackheads in the city tryna stay clean
I make the downtown look like a playground
Y’all ain’t shooting at shit y’all got fake rounds
Serve a dummy with a brick it was 8 pounds
They let Tut freestyle and he went wild
I get the sack like a nigga name Ben Childs
Fuck that runner up shit stupid I’m the winner now
I’m the problem child, matter fact I’m Padre I’m sending you to bed no dinner now
Get the winnings out
If my niggas got beef then all I do is get the blicky out
Think it’s funny how
I can write my own shit and niggas still don’t get it wow, but
I guess it’s all in the context
I got em overthinking bars like they complex
The way I put this shit together not a contest
I been the best and other niggas claim they got next
8 bars and niggas see what I’m saying I got the stick like I’m a monkey nigga no super Saiyan
A nigga swimming in his diamonds like I’m going Olympic
A nigga tryna miss a payment then we leaving him limping
You little niggas is tripping I know this shit is a blessing but I still think something missing
I pull the choppa out and aim that bitch and pop at your Mistress
Niggas saying no cap like they cap ain’t fitted
Like I can’t see that shit a mile away and still fucking hit it
Need to stop fucking with it
Need to stop fucking with it
Look
How many stories I gotta tell before niggas believe that I’m hot shit
How many metaphors how many similes till they believe I’m the GOAT bitch
Pistol I holster it I just be using my mouth as a weapon and flow switch
Finna spit fire like I am a dragon man this shit be making my throat itch
How many stories I gotta tell before niggas believe that I’m hot shit
How many metaphors how many similes till they believe I’m the GOAT bitch
Pistol I holster it I just be using my mouth as a weapon and flow switch
Finna spit fire like I am a dragon man this shit be making my throat itch

Written by:
Deanthony Tutman

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