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chasing the sun - okra lyrics

[verse 1: chase]
watch for the double cross like they rockin’ kaws
you spit, they in shock and awe?
that’s a loose fit like some boxin” draws
true sh-t, culture too lit, hit a n-gga up with 1 or 2 hits, even quavo couldn’t walk it off (walk it)
enoff about to draw the weapon, you couldn’t draw a c-ck n b-lls
it’s chawop & it’s sunrey, that’s a cakewalk, f-ck a dayjob
got a new mic on my prom day
now i’m droppin’ jewels like a lost vape, aye
i was gifted with the holiest blessin’
so i’ll be the man for my mom’s sake
although you notice that the flow be progressive i’m good with the hands like i’m all state
what’s some lunchmeat, to a raw steak, getcha scalp pushed like a bald fade
ain’t no doubt to it, it just makes sense like a couch cushion, ay sunrey go haaaam
let ’em know, used to have a bunch of-
f-ckn-ggas all around a brother, they f-ck witcha til you outta luck
and then jump ship and get up out and act like they bounced til they see you found some money
it’s really not that simple
you on, it’s easy not to slip, sick, i’m
done alleviating symptoms
these bars’ll deviate your septum
this murder, you can play the vicitm
i’m jordan, you a scottie pippen
the drive of 2 bugatti engines
you blind, ’cause you deny the vision
i’m fond of keepin’ circles close & never trustin’ hoes, a finger on the holster
get your lil tape done and put your back against the wall like you supposed to

[verse 2: sunrey]
i just watched villanova win
that’s how you know i wrote this in a night
couple grammy’s on my hard drive, funny ’cause i’m known to k!ll a biter
and i’m noticing a slight – uh – increase in amount of trash
check the gmail, new beat from e, but we ain’t never running outta gas
me and chase like c & a, boy you sounding like a middle seat
all these rappers like kids to me
so when i gotta eat em up, it’s bittersweet
who you know better in london town huh?
who you know better out in the d?
or in tenerife, out to tel aviv, out to tennessee
got a tendency to rip the mothaf-ckin tendons out the beat
f-ck you telling me?
all this tension in my building, neighbors hate me, rap’s jeopardizing my tenancy
scale of one to ten, i’m millie b, need a mic, fore i’m really me
going flagrant on these pages with these rhyme schemes and this cadence
and all this syncopation
all you interchangeable
misinformation’s what you spitting
hate to call you out
but i’m on a country road and tryna get to the interstate and
throw this in their faces
won’t ever get complacent
this beat immolated
just keep innovating
you ain’t ever heard a flow like this
brown boy surprise em, “oh i like this”
that ain’t surprising, i’m the nicest
i just make diamonds, who’s midas?
i cut off some friends, where they go huh
i just can’t pretend, had to grow up
ridin’ round my ends, on my own and
ya lady’s fingers on me like okra

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