Orange (Too Good to Be True) [feat. Moscow Apartment]
Vadell Gabriel
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Vadell and Chidow, back again And this time, we're gonna do it a little differently Kick it Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like the colour orange as it creeped through the skyline Six in the morn, the crack of dawn, Still writing rhymes In the studio, as the sun creeps across my desk Ripping pages out my scribbler cuz I'm all vexed Phone's blowing up, but I got it stuck on mute Cuz I got no more time for a waste yute Spent five years trying to get my life on track But you're still on my sacroiliac, trying to get back in my life Why you acting so trife? Tryin to flip the script when I'm still writing the book You walking crooked lines, biting rhymes and styles Trying to get juice by vandalizing Wikipedia profiles Why you acting like a child? You blow up my socials, trying to get my attention Sliding in my DMs, profiles and mentions Going on half a decade, and you still trying to fade me Now I'm thinking back to when you tried to play me And lately, I wonder why you're still at my throat You need to Float On, and Set Adrift on Memory Bliss Cuz I got no time for ya games, little miss And I don't mean to diss, but this is pure clownery Cuz I've moved on, yet you're still hounding me I don't mean to break hearts, but what you did forced me to depart And I'd be lying if I said there was no good times But you had nothing but distrust for the Divine Shine Accused me of cheating, scheming, and lying So I had to bounce, cuz you was straight up wildin' It was music night, but the lights was too good to be true So I won't bust my camera up trying to find you, cuz I... Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange I used to like orange as it shined on the floor at Midnight Then it took a different shade when I saw you in the spotlight Love at first sight? Wasn't sure, but I liked your style Had to ask if you'd wanna kick it for a while And we did, got to know each other, found common interests Kicked freestyles to see who was the best Soon we found amour, and became lovers Always loved it when you called me a sexy mother... well, uh It was good for a minute, then I gradually saw the signs Tried to cut off my friends, and control my rhymes Taking show money, even though you weren't on the bill And don't forget about my friend that you threatened to kill You was trippin, and if I objected, you wouldn't listen And when I finally chose to leave, you started dissin Not just me, but the whole damn city, what a pity Who knew orange would cause such frigging stress What a damn mess Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Was I a perfect lover? Hell no, I had many flaws Egotistic, slobbish, ain't got the room to list it all Far from husband material, heh, no doubt But one thing I'd never do is take food out ya mouth Like you tried to do with me I see you still jocking with new accounts, and I keep blocking It's shocking how you kept this up for five years straight In Ottawa talking ish, gimmie a break, ya snake So here's the Vizine, encoded in my rhyme scheme Lighting up ya vision like Toyota high beams So you'll see and observe that Vadell ain't the same herb And the baggage you caused is staying out on the curb Now it's 7 AM, and the orange is gone I scribble down my lyrics as I finish this song It ain't my style to punch down, but you going too far Living rich, but you broke, acting like you a star So why you fronting, tryin' to stunt on the Maestro Ain't nothing to gain by putting on a show Call me misogynistic, but I never called you out your name And if I gotta be honest, it's a damn shame That you wanna run this game, I didn't wanna do another track But you gave me no choice but to push back It was music night, but the light was too good to be true So I won't bust my camera up trying to find you, cuz I... Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange Didn't like, didn't like, didn't like the colour orange
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Written by: Brighid Fry, Pascale Padilla, Seth Glasgow
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