Don't Cry
Octavian Lyrics


Elevated, elevated prod
Essie Gang, Essie
Elev- Elevated prod
Let's go

My tune came on and you
Banged it out (bang), banged it out (bang) banged it out
Don't lie (banged it out, don't try)
Boys here never switch side (switch side)
Don't worry 'bout me, fam I've been the guy (mm yah)
That's why your girl came and I
Beat her out, beat her out, don't cry (don't cry)
Only got the real niggas on sight
Couple niggas that I don't like

Fuck them
I don't chat shit or mislead, never
I took it pass and choose degrees
Yeah in disbelief I turned 2D money into 3D (stack)
Got time for my sched (yeah)
Way too fast for a delay (too fast)
Know that she has to come correct, I have to launch her and this P collect (skrr-skrr)
Your mom said look at him stacking
While you're fully lackin' when you could've been backing
In your dreams you can catch him
'Cause he's so close I already overlapped him (two times, three times)
Splash with the flow
Jon with the snow
Zeus with the lightning (ching, ching)
I don't chat to my label, I just get my check in writing songs (money, money)
When I walk round I take all the right lean, no carbs, no fear (never)
But you can never stick it on me (no)
The pressure (yeah), the pressure (yeah)
But I turned it around, had too flick that script (flip)
Move quick, move quick (move quick)
Saw that money and I dip (dip), saw that money and I
De-de-deep down, don't watch the receipt coming out off the till
Yeah I grab the bill (bill)
Don't watch the receipt coming out off the till
Yeah I grab the bill (bill)
E probably like D double E still man I grab that bill (that bill)
Money dance like I'm too free (too, free)
Five bills in the shades and I can't even see (okay)
I'm leaning, I'm leaning
Them man alert man I can't even see (okay)
I'm preeing, I'm preeing
Essie Gang we're in a distant league
Can't test me and my team
18 and I'm(?)
And you heard my tune and I know that you

Banged it out (bang), banged it out (bang) banged it out
Don't lie (I banged it, banged it)
Elevated always get it right (get it right)
Don't worry 'bout me, fam I've been the guy (mm yah)
That's why your girl came and I
Beat her out, beat her out, don't cry (don't cry)
Only got the real niggas on sight
Couple niggas that I don't like
Don't like


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Written by: Jonathan Olorunfemi, Octavian Oliver Godji

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