Orange Grove (Chasing The Wind) - Hit-Boy

Yeah

Look

Goin' in right now

Millions on my menu

Fuck who came with you

Bitch we pay big dues

It could be so simple

For real, it could be so simple

Too much time to think in back of the rentals

I need niggas to acknowledge this

The USA got more jails than colleges

And what ain’t so common, is common sense

Fuck the politicians and their politics, shit

My grandmother been in the same apartment

Since before during and after Obama

Then I go online and just want the drama

While I’m stacking commas and good karma

Billions on my menu

Fuck who came with you

Bitch we pay big dues

It could be so simple

It could be so simple

Niggas ain’t on call when the rent due

But they still feel entitled to ball with you

How many songs you poured your heart into

How many moves have you made in designer shoes

While niggas hoping you lose

No fake news, I’m not reading your reviews

Circle smaller than the tire tubes

Gotta get you name up till it’s set in stone

I been preppin' for this shit since Orange Grove

Millions on my menu

Fuck who came with you

Bitch we pay big dues

It could all be so simple

For real, for real, for real

This time it’s for the win

High off another sip

If I fuck up the bag

I hit another lick

Whip a beat, like they hit used to whip a brick

Niggas wanna see my name on the injure list

Face mask on, hoopin like Embiid

Six figures for the Gatorade ad, I’m like?

Grew a grip from the pain and the challenges

That’s why I’m in this bitch, askin' where the salad is

Gotta stop chasin' after the wind

Stay solid with me, that’s my only wish, ay

Millions on my menu

Fuck who came with you

Bitch we pay big dues

It could be so simple

For real, it could be so simple