Lyrics:
Still dying in America
Black lives' still don't matter
Black lives matter over every matter to me
My alma matter told me that
You gotta be your brother's
all kinds of thing that they not
I'm lost brother, can you help me
Can you help me brother, please
You see what we did, we lost the love
I'm
phone
I'm cookin' up, bitch, leave me lone'
Crack the seal with my guys, bitch you know that we boot it up
Bad bitch walk in the spot, with that ass, know
B Ldouble o d
Blood brothers
You rumble him you rumble me
Since the day he was born
I been my brothers keeper
I'm his shadow in the night like
me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through
getting money, still
I’ll test the Weston’s kit though
Effervescence in Vimto
Catch you in the night like crypto
Big chrome, turn your Wednesday apocalypto
koto sugbon
Sugbon Oluwa tan ina monamona
Put yourself in my shoes with Zero Kobo
And I still can't loose
No easy for this my hood suffering and smiling
em' (uh) I'm a get em
[Verse:]
I'm very instrumental, to any instrumental; you ain't
on my level my nigga, even a little
You at the bottom, not even
brothers being celebrated
Elevation, no more separation
Far to plan, plan to throw, it's a preparation
Got a thirst in the trap with no dissertation
Got
the ashes of your letters tied in blue...
--- Instrumental ---
I Thought I Heard You Calling My Name
(Lee Emerson)
You said goodbye to me this morning
With
was low and needed motivation
You kept it real
Showed me how you feel
A support with no limitations
With you by my side I feel like a winner
The sweet
the ghetto
But which route is for you
Will you win, will you lose
Jump into action or snooze
We in the hood, nigga
Surrounded by lions, tigers, and bears,
done
If I really love you til the blood run
Ain't nobody self made driving your cedes
On a road that was paved by the immigrants you blame
Man it took
Love it with a passion because life truly does give back, many times over, what you put into it.”
26) "Try to live your life in a way that you will not
And I'm really about this peace no I'm not argumental
And we're bringing the peace to the streets yes it's instrumental
And now my life with you Lord isn't
You get boned in jail by some Mexican
Named Jesus
They put secret chips in your penis
But you could never this, it's concealed
Let's to a revolution
I've stuck with
In life you either right your wrongs or ride
Along but if your font is wrong
I'm sorry dawg you'll have to ride alone
That's why I write
in love with the lie
Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame?
For the pain and it be pouring every time when it rain
Let's play the blame game
telling them I'm a artist
Still pushing with my brothers tryna blow up to the largest
I know you ain't with me I'm still gon get it regardless
Flexing
I ain't trying to be no D-boy
I love music, I'm a b-boy
Are you the undercover or the decoy
I'm heavy with the D, Trouble T Roy
A pit with no muzzle,
to Antenatal
You know I put you first now
I’ll go to hell and back my baby
I need you in my hands now
Cause you’re the kick to my instrumental
Cause you
I'm finna roll up
Hit you with the cold shoulder
Heart froze cold soda
Only love my bros' Jonas
I can tell they want to see blood spill
Lot of hoes hate
look true
Watching your pen swish, you love frying king fish
You the pearl in the ocean, I'm up on the land, pissed
Now you moving more prestigious,
in that nigga's mouth
To everybody you Budden, to me you my nigga Mouse
Are you my brothers keeper?
Am I your brothers keeper?
Are you my brothers
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