Lyrics Orient, Cashland - Don Aleman

It's just different
Eww

Ey, ey, ey
Testo overload

Come with the pack
Woody scent, spray tracks
She wanna clap
Billy boys, safe act
Blowin' that gas
Vision like, flashbang
All over dressed
Orient, cashland

They wanna play, we can play chess
Patience, anger, heat up your brain
I just see red, playing to win
Feeling the blood pop in my vains
Alone in the rain, running off pain
Run like a train from London to Spain
Stay in my lane, no one to blame, all for the gains ya
And i know respect, you just don't get what I'm sayin'
It's what i expect, but i don't have time to explain
If she love me or not, i cannot say
I just enjoy, cause what if I break
What if her love is a fake
We just lay back and get laid and

Come with the pack
Woody scent, spray tracks
She wanna clap
Billy boys, safe act
Blowin' that gas
Vision like, flashbang
All over dressed
Orient, cashland

Bro i stay away from the cops, it's a big gang
And i don't betray what i love, cause i lose sleep then
But i am aware of them snakes, you are what you seek
And i am okay if they hate, feel free
They live in a box, rap about cars, but move in a bus
I lay in the tub, light up a blunt, cool down my head and heat up my nuts
I don't give a fuck, like it or not, all in a rush, all in a spot, sum up the plus
Face time the squad, Warzone o'clock, snipe like a boss, boss
And they didn't really know us, now they wanna know us
On short notice, tunnel the focus, i'm on fire, hot, hot, hot
What did you think, cause we don't do quit
And if the shoe fit, i wear it, i'm too fit
And she start her day with a split
Coffe and cake she will miss
She don't want the biggest there is
She want honest, christian dick
No need to shame for no tits, a bro is the same as a sis
We don't fall back not a bit
We do victory laps in the pit

Come with the pack
Woody scent, spray tracks
She wanna clap
Billy boys, safe act
Blowin' that gas
Vision like, flashbang
All over dressed
Orient, cashland

Come with the pack
Woody scent, spray tracks
She wanna clap
Billy boys, safe act
Blowin' that gas
Vision like, flashbang
All over dressed
Orient, cashland

I'm still on my shit
Keep my eyes open, still watch for the pigs
Though I'm legit
I still do crime, cause it pays
And the kid, took a break for the sake of my brain
Stress on my mind, and it drives me insane but still i maintain
For the nights that i walked in the rain, with a smile on my face and a chest full of pain
Young nigga after the pees on the strip with the g's
Nobody sees, the work that i mashed with the team
The nights that we sat in the crib, tryna' scheme
I mean the pressures on me, still tryna' blow but I stay low key
I don't trust too much, these niggas cheat
Claim that they friends but hate low key
Father taught me why, these guys lie to your face even though that it's bait
That they're hating, watch for pagans
Father protect me from all traitors
Light the trees, helps me sleep
I can't sleep at night if I ain't blazing, eyes look asian, whip caucasian
GLC coupe and my dogs ain't racist, different colour watch faces
Bracing for the impact
My boys just pulled up with the smelly pack
Roll that, light that then i pass that
Then we roll another one from a next pack
Now we look vietnamese, breaking bread with the team
Stay true whilst i breathe, bury me as a G

Come with the pack
Woody scent, spray tracks
She wanna clap
Billy boys, safe act
Blowin' that gas
Vision like, flashbang
All over dressed
Orient, cashland