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Orbiting (Paper Route) 2 by Dope

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Orbiting (Paper Route) 2

Afro-Futuristic Trap

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(5... 4... 3... 2... Oya!)
Yeah. (Huuuuh?)
I no even fit hear wetin they dey talk for down there.
The distance too far.
I dey for another time zone.
I dey for another galaxy entirely.
Pro worldwide!
I dey orbit the planet for inside my agbada (Tailored!)
I no dey talk to small boys, I go straight to the father (The Plug!)
I’m so high up, the clouds look like fufu and egusi
I be self-made astronaut, I no dey fear no pussy (Choppa!)
They say I be local, now I’m floatin' in the stars
I’m lookin' down at Earth, seein' all their small-small cars (Lame!)
I be cosmic Oga, I be universal player
I just buy moon-base and a solid gold layer (Ice!)
Yeah.
My money get no gravity, e just dey go up
I dey sip luxury champagne from a diamond cup (Sip!)
I dey orbit the haters, they look like small-small ants
I dey do the numbers wey these boys really can’t.
(Never!)
I dey orbit the globe, I be star for the dark (Star!)
I comot for atmosphere and I no leave any mark (I don gone!)
Zero gravity, I’m floatin' through the check
I get Milky Way of diamonds hangin' round my neck (Ice!)
Orbiting... (Way up!)
Orbiting... (Huuuuh?)
I don far gone, I dey hundred years in front of 'em.
I dey cockpit of the Lambo, lookin’ at the dash
E look like spaceship, I’m just burnin' through the cash (Gas!)
I be alien to poverty, I no sabi the language
I be master of the hustle, I don handle all the anguish (I don handle am!)
I dey orbit the sun, I be the hottest for the game
I no need solar flare to justify my name (Its major!)
I be satellite of success, I’m broadcastin' the truth
I be the only one wey make am from the gutter to the roof (Roof!)
Yeah.
I dey chop moon-rocks and I’m smokin' on the moon
I go come back to Earth... maybe not anytime soon (Nah!)
I be planetary powerhouse, a star-system king
I be the only one wey fly without usin' any wing.
(Whoop!)
Check the radar...
(Beep... beep... beep...)
Nothin' but blue chips for the screen.
Nothin' but green lights for the sky.
I tell 'em say I go be star...
But I no tell 'em say I go be the whole galaxy.
(Yeah yeah!)
I dey orbit the industry, I be independent still (It's major)
I be the only one wey real, I be the only one with skill (Facts!)
I be supernova shinin', I be black hole for the hate
I just swallow competition, I don clean the whole plate (Eat up!)
I dey light-year ahead, I dey galaxy away
I be interstellar icon, wetin I go again say? (Nothin'!)
I be star-walker, talkin' to the constellations
I be the inspiration