Don't Rush Now

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Fat Westbrook

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Yeah I'm not the only rapper from my hometown
And my childhood home been torn down
My city all black and grey from storm clouds
Packing up stay the norm now
Admitted emotional baggage is mentally checked and it's doing its damages
I'm just a kid who can't handle his cuts and his bruises and can't get some bandages
Can't focus on school, I'm tryna figure out
Can't sleep when you hearing them scream and shout
None of my business
I don't know what you talkin bout
No monuments left of my childhood
I'd change my experiences if I could
Left my emotions misunderstood
But talking it out would be kind of good
They told me make an album for the movement
My momma told me baby don't rush now, don't rush now
Two young kids don't know what the f*ck they doing
And all my homies told me don't rush now, don't rush now
Memories are overbearing way too vivid
I know I'm living even though I don't feel like I'm in it
So sit back and just tell me how you're doing
Lil baby mama told me don't rush now, don't rush now
I gotta ask
Maybe y'all deserve better?
On myself yeah I keep putting pressure
I deny joy from worldly pleasures
And society takes more drastic measures
I mean it though
I don't know if I'll make it to tomorrow
I can't breathe, I can't sleep
I cant speed, I cant run in peace
I can't come home in one piece
I'm scared at home it's like as if I'm out there when I'm in the streets
Yeah, yeah
I think that I've put this off long enough
Emotional labor, ain't strong enough
Not until
They told me make an album for the movement
My momma told me baby don't rush now, don't rush now
Two young kids don't know what the f*ck they doing
And all my homies told me don't rush now, don't rush now
Memories are overbearing way too vivid
I know I'm living even though I don't feel like I'm in it
So sit back and just tell me how you're doing
Lil baby mama told me don't rush now, don't rush now
All I really want from this life is a dark skin woman
Wearing faux fur slippers
Make about six figures
Pop bottles of champagne in the streets with my niggas
And campaign for peace with my niggas
If I can't do it f*ck it imma peace with my niggas and move up to Cuba
America past the point of fucked up
Just what we need more pain we roughed up
Sons and daughters don't cry they tough up
Sometimes we feel like there's nobody else
Like nobody knowing just how we felt
Even though it's slow to find the words
It's a gift to know that you been heard
I don't really know what I want from this record
I think I'm just searching for closure
Til then I'll just keep my composure
I pray for the day when it's over

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