Conrad Jenkins - Orbit lyrics

[Verse 1: CONNOR] I roll a J then I scorch it My mind is out the orbit Releasing these endorphins And then my thoughts pour in Yo, why's our world so morbid? Holding people hostage and k**ing for some Jordan's Yo you think that's heat? Well lemme stop and tell ya And I ain't keep it sweet like it was Nutella It's hard for a dog when surrounded by Cruellas I pick my own battles And I don't really f** with these hoes But I dabble Putting lines together like it's Scrabble She's thirsty Here's a Snapple You see they try to copy Cause I'm balling like bache I'm spitting sh** ridiculous They hands up like Rocky And just like the icing On a roll like Yahtzee I'm tweaking, no coffee Sick on the track like coughing All these chicas try and call me So it's blingin on my hotline While I'm ducking cop lights at the stop sign Feels like I'm in the spotlight Let my mind shine C Wiig on the rhymes It's about damn time sh**, we keep it treacherous Graduated ‘012 but I am the freshest man [Verse 2: CONNOR] And a lot of motherf**ers hate But I'ma always be me Middle finger to the ones who don't wanna see me Get bigger and deliver They just want a freebee They try to keep me boxed but b**h I am Houdini I'm snapping off the record too In everything I do I'll make ya whole town shed like I was The Who I'm breaking backboards Don't need an alley-oop And I'm the bus driver I take fools to school Flow too diabolical Incinerate these b**hes They try to catch me But I incinerate these bridges Export the check forth And you can get the digits Don't lurk on your net worth And f** all the critics I'm just tryna find the promise land like it was Plymouth They talk about money and hoes But we seeing through the jargon They sell they soul to the market like it was a bargain I elevate somewhere way beyond the star ships I bring my city up like I land on free parking Andre 3000 rotating on my playlist I'm authentic-made They just makeshift They tryna force the flow But that sh** is too blatant I'm really in the game Doing numbers like I'm Naismith Conrad on the cognac This a moment for ya Kodak Watch me bring the flow back This rap sh** I jog that [Verse 3: 501] Lotta static on the track It's just me buzzing like a beehive Bad boy in denim Yeah I'm wearing them Levis Gotta spit my venom when I feel an anthem coming on Something like a tantrum Yeah a phantom never sing it wrong Get the whole opera singin proper I'm the showstopper When I get up on top of b**hes Sing another octave up Yeah they love the rough love The sh** that gets em f**ed up I'm Ole Dools, I'm bad news I'm Don Won in the streets In the sheets I don't lose Step to me with a fifth of Goose And get loose If you wanna hang with my crew That's how we do Yeah k** it everyday son Smoke that fat gra** Smack fat a** And grab mad cash And we stay bad a** everyday… That's our way Mon