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oren major – spaceship lyrics

i’m the last hope for our generation
i wanna live with no limitations
i had to come to a realization, (shoot, shoot)
i painted the picture that’s ill-stration, yeah yeah
40 on me for the situations, (shoot, shoot)
my n-ggas gang affiliated
it’s like we were born incriminated, (shoot, shoot)
wish i could take off in a f-ckin sp-ceship

my homie hit me on messenger i don’t ever use it i was confused
we ain’t talked in a minute so i had to answer and make sure my patna was cool
he said he was good but later expressed his depression from watching the news
cuz he got a son and don’t know how to feel about teachers with choppas in school
we talked bout religion and how it’s more commonalities than opposite views
and bout how my album was dope and they know ima make it cuz i got the juice
if i’m being honest that sh-t meant a lot because mainly the block is my muse
like how many role models would a n-gga have left if i was to lose
i told him be easy bro i ain’t even sleepy though, i just got something to do, (something to do in the morning)
i set my alarm but woke up late still cuz i hit the snooze, (i hit the snooze b-tton)
yeah i had to jump out the bed to get to the bread
and count up the blues, (count up the blue money)
i had to jump out the bed to get to the bread and count up the blues
i used to run from my fear now i chase it , and i get so close i can taste it
what you can do when ya back against the wall is amazing i learned to embrace it
and i know if ever i fall on the ground ima break it, the weight of the world on my shoulders i weightlift, these n-ggas be talkin too much i don’t say sh-t
it’s like everybody be worshipping fake sh-t

take off like et lil b-tch
money the only thing we see lil b-tch
key like piano too stevie lil b-tch
n-gga with att-tude eazy lil b-tch
i bring that beef to you greasy lil b-tch, ho
gram in the kitchen with cris-co
whippin that water that fish-bowl
stand on my wallet i’m 6’4
you can get hit with that stick, pole
f-ck on yo b-tch til my d-ck, blow
she want me choke her like big show
known in my city as big bro
yeah yeah my neck and my wrist glow
i shine like a disco and eat on these n-ggas like bistro
i got the game in a grip tho
they losing they window when i set the bar like its limbo
if i take a l make it flip over i still got something to prove
i’m in gym puttin hours in every morning i forgot to hit snooze
i had to ball on you n-ggas to run up the value and count up the blues
i had to ball on you n-ggas to run up the value and count up the blues
i ain’t gotta call up the hittas if n-ggas was tryin me you got it confused, they riding regardless and most of em heartless and ready to eat you like food
so i’m tryna make it legit from this rappin and hope that it end the cycle, cause i got lil homies and sh-t that’s in school watching everything that i do so i know that

- oren major lyrics

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