Sippin' on Grapes
J Rose
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Sittin in the grass with my legs crossed Sippin on Grapes, yea Killin beats now we need the Red Cross Get the red tape, yea Nappy head brotha now the dreads long Real homies they gon' help you when you dead wrong No jokin Imma get to it, even when the bread long Stay up on yo toes they gon' try to take yo head off Seven hour flight don't take my headphones off Any problems and I'm wit it, face it head on Get yoself up out the house and get yo bread right Hope you see me when you sittin at that red light Hope you think about me when you at that intersection Broadway and Cuba Hill girl I'm in this direction Hope you know that I'm in love with all your imperfections But I just can't help but feel that there's a disconnection Damn Texts goin green Haven't really spoken since 2017 If you really wanna, I could put you on the team She a prima donna, I could put her in a ring I been havin trouble tryna wrap my mind around things You in trouble when I get up in the limelight Everybody runnin, I just wanna ride by They was talking shit and now they want a high five? Huh High five this shit I'm about to spread that bread, not talking biscuits Louis bed spread, on some rich shit Is you gon' get up out yo bag, is you gon' risk it? Oh you take no chances, you gon' lose then Imma take my chances, don't care who's in I ain't takin advances, I make the rules now And i ain't takin advantage cuz Imma prove how Painting shit red like the red bottoms Head shot 'em, red dot 'em, kid got 'em, I got 'em, no problem Police is profiling, hoes wilding, Long Island screwdrivers everyday So violent So silent Nobody speakin up So quiet So shy So many lies, mothers crying, mothers dying, kids are grieving Kids are bleeding, keeps repeating, while they're sleeping I can't even make a reason up, it just doesn't make sense Make it make sense to me please What does it mean to be free? Opened up the door, then slammed it in my face Been running from my shadow, been running towards my fate Things are finally lookin up I been really cookin up I been finally feelin like I been really doin somn Now I'm bout to blow this bitch up like volcano That's what happens when you're fuckin with the J. Rose
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