Orbit

Lyrics

[Intro] (Roy, baby) [Chorus] I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine, yeah [Verse 1] Taking flights and I'm for it See the world and explore it My mind in orbit, shit distorted, I can record it Need more performance, rarely forward, my past in storage While they was sleeping, I was deep in, I can't afford it, yeah You can't take this flight if you got all this fucking baggage now Learn to leave and let it down, she know she the baddest 'round Bottle after bottlе like a model taking shots of Crown Heavysеt, I lay it down, making movies in my town How that sound? People in my life, they try to tell me that they down I be on the up and up and keep the real around You was first to talk that shit, now you about it now Now they 'bout it now Maintaining my light Why does hating bring you life? Sabotaging out of spite This won't happen overnight I can see me in a foreign engine roarin' in the night You can see that I been soarin' like I'm tourin', what a sight Can't you see it? Now I [Chorus] I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine, yeah [Verse 2] Vision be Apollo in my head, I need some space Glimpses of the future, what a tease, I need a taste I find myself focused on the motion than the race Steady as he does it, so I never miss a pace Gotta protect that shit Niggas be ready to rip Chasing you down like a blitz Calling the hits Fumble the ball with the strip Foulin' and callin' it quits Couch surfing Job to job like I'm proud working Haters talkin', but they crowd jerking Claim my city like I'm town turfing Big drippin' on me, yeah From my head to the feet, yeah Why you lookin' at me? Yeah Watching you payin' me, yeah You could be gettin' money though, I'ma teach if you reach, yeah Just enjoy the ride Coming from the bottom, so you know I gotta beat the odds [Chorus] I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine I be seeing dollar signs I was raised by Father Time I got so much on the line I be grinding for what's mine