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larry june & the alchemist – orange village lyrics

[verse 1: larry june]
make sure them seats first class (hey ay ay ay)
takin pictures of her seeds, money hittin my account
old school’s tucked away, might be time to break em out
bentayga in the cut with the touchscreen ooh wow
might take a drive to monterrey to go and cool out
i got old money for real, and some new guap
i had to separate from a few, they movin too hot
so much money on my schedule, i ain’t got time
out in detroit eatin fruit with a top model
coupe no rims, we some gentleman (dang)
we got many ends, don’t belittle him
hit the steam room and then i talk percentages
orange juice and a bagel, i got different businesses
i did it all, no assist, who went hard like this
i want the ‘rari drop six, n+gga
i paid cash for it, yeah, got the deed for it (yeah)
you just thought i had… come on
you know i’m smarter than that
i hit the booth and then i slaughter the track
you n+ggas gotta relax, look
i do this sh+t in my sleep
it’s just normal you can keep the receipt, n+gga
[hook]
livin’, workin’, trying for a better day (better day)
you should roll with me, you can be my babe
pull up in that thing like skurt, skurt
don’t worry bout me, i’ll make it work, work
you can see it in my eyes, i didn’t come to play
yeah yeah, oh oh

[verse 2: t+3]
woke up in the morning
i was yawning, caught out bottleneckin’
wrote a record, hopped up in the chi but thank allah for blessin
die connected
i be manifestin had to apply the pressure, sent for tesla
always with the best just had to break for breakfast
slave through trife, game of tetris, little effort
curbside service on bourbon from the higher crevice
upper echelon, i done rose from the lower don
so i focused on gettin sumps, imma grow the funds
let me move along

[verse 3: young rj]
movin’ right along
i’m a don slingin verses, poems
call me diddy combs, i’m a bad boy from the slums
slid to the store, had a masseuse, baby blonde
i was introduced to somethin’ exlcuse’ avion
might hit l!cks set in the mix, itchy palms
money comin’ quick, lighter the wrist heavy on
gotta keep it on me sonny and stormie, i’m man at arms
master of the universe pen a verse, then i’m gone
[hook]
livin’, workin’, trying for a better day (better day)
you should roll with me, you can be my babe
pull up in that thing like skurt, skurt
don’t worry bout me, i’ll make it work, work
you can see it in my eyes, i didn’t come to play
yeah yeah, oh oh

- larry june the alchemist lyrics

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