Lyrics:
gotta be
Aim at everyone in front of me
Dope on the stove turn up the heat
Back in the trap and it’s plain to see
I can still flip a brick
Just like I
contained by your choices
We are the ones who rejoice in open plains
So throw away your judgment, turn down the tones of your voices, know what it means when
forever turn to games
No filter when I talk
All I really needs some brain
See it like it's black or white
I'm Ricky Lucy's babe
Feeling like I'm feather
hard to breath
Must get back home before the enemies
I'm only oceans away
I carry mountains on me
I'm gonna come through the wind
Over the plains
I'm
We was born in a grave, raised by slaves
Taught me misbehave to prove that we are brave
Livin in a prison where you can't see the cage
And you can't
repainting them plain white
Then we'll get
the peaceful cheers
I still don't know
what's true for you
And what heroes
do or villains do
I'ma stick it out
Cuz I
something painful
She was 33 by the day we met
Her hard life had a trap queen turn meth head
But even then we had a joint connect
Gave it three nights and we
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
help to ease the pain
Take a plain white piece of paper, and write the words all out
Then you crumple it and light a match, and when the flames burned
to white and got everyone's undivided attention
Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded
You scared,
me or should I asked you when you were sober
I can't look past the way you smiled when you broke up with me on the phone four days went by and you said
wit
Turn it up! Turn it up Get with it!
Truthfully speakin', it's lonely up here all by myself
So I had to come down and pass around some help
we turn to violence
Our people's hurting getting murdered just because were colored
And these white folks think they're helping by remaining silent
Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,
and purple til my dreams come true
Then my eyes turn red
Sky turns gray
Children slanging white in the hood
We call it yay drink old gold
Down my
come true
Then my eyes turn red
Sky turns grey
Children slangin' white in the hood
We call it yeah drink old gold
Down my yellow brick road
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
in the deep
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast, turn sour
Turn sweat, turn sour
Must tell myself that I'm
in the deep
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast, turn sour
Turn sweat, turn sour
Must tell myself that I'm
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
Caesar salad with croutons
Dont want the plain chicken wamt the one with the goujons
This is taking a dark turn
Cause you like to rape beurs
And take them
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzlin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'Cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is
Runnin' through the pain tryna find myself again
Roll another plain tell my self ill be okay
Wish I could refrain, and turn your hate away
I was is
working that nine-to-five, I was waitin' homie
I was bussin' tables fantasizin' 'bout cakin' homie
Letting them slip away, my dreams wasn't waitin' on me
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