ORB To Fire

rap, Melodic trap / R&B hybrid with male vocals; moody keys and airy pads over bouncy drums and deep bass, Verse floats melodic-rap with subtle auto‑tune, hook explodes into big, catchy topline and stacked harmonies, Atmospheric rises and filtered drops frame the “wait, then strike” theme; ad‑libs echo key trading phrases for a hypnotic, focused feel, r&b, hip hop, male vocals

[Verse 1] Wake up, mark my levels Lines on the chart like stencils I used to chase every candle Now I let the plan handle Price pull back, slow breath in Halfway back, yeah, we back in I see the zone that I prayed for But I wait, I don’t beg for the payoff [Chorus] I’ma wait for the confluence (yeah) ‘Til it all say the same thing Let the trend do the talking I just move when it calls me I don’t jump, I align it (align it) Stack the signs, then I fire High prob’ or I pass, I’m tired I only move when this Orb tells me to fire [Verse 2] Used to bleed from impatience Clicking in on temptation Now I ride with the current Check the bigger frame first, stay observant I see value where it should be I see price tell a story If it all rhyme with the bias Then I’m sizing with quiet defiance [Chorus] I’ma wait for the confluence (yeah) ‘Til it all say the same thing Let the trend do the talking I just move when it calls me I don’t jump, I align it (align it) Stack the signs, then I fire High prob’ or I pass, I’m tired I only move when this Orb tells me to fire [Bridge] I don’t fight that wave, I surf it (surf it) If it feel too forced, I curve it (curve it) If the story ain’t clean, I’m silent Discipline turn fear to science Let ’em chase, let ’em burn in the noise I just wait for the clean little void When the bell ring, range set, I’m wired One break, one shot, ORB to fire (fire)

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