Lyrics:
Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
everything
All black everything
All black everything
All black
No landing, geared up for arrival, nowhere to arrive to
The subject seems upset by that
nigga that done been around the world sixty-one times (I want you for very long)
Coke Boy, baby
I was pushing that H by the izzo (by the izzo)
I was
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
Yeah
I be in my own zone rollin up the OG
Wet up my black wit that codeine
A nigga been loaded low-key
Gettin to it just me and my homies
Aint nothin
people ?
? Good Weather
? is my place
They can say I ask for good weather
Whether I see it or not
[Instrumental]
By the gates down by the springs
blasphemy
I'm made in his image
You can tell just right by how he ask of me
Fell into the hands of the enemy
And then he sent a rescue team
Black boy joy
the key
Open your heart with the key
One is such a lonely number
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Open your heart, I'll make you love me
It's not that hard, if you
the key
Open your heart with the key
One is such a lonely number
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Open your heart, I'll make you love me
It's not that hard, if you
My name is cugust J. Keys, I got that synesthetic aesthetic; My bars are always ready to introduce a new rhetoric; My etiquette is something you've
you looking from a distance
As I passed by
I would have scared myself
Can you even ever hear me
Or am I only disappearing
Lonely boy all alone with
If y'all know me
You know my story been crazy
Story of a boy
Born inside a tornado
Torn apart by all the
Wars that have reigned down
But by the force
deficit
How def is it?
Even when I'm filthy I'm not the feel guilty type
When the Cal see em
Bet you black is turning milky white
This ain't a title fight
I
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(Press the pound key after each entry)
I'm
huh)
Do It all no plan b (No plan b)
Do it all no plan b (No plan b)
Get the bag that’s a major key
Major key is when you got the bag
Black man with
put Jesus name on top
Got the key boy imma lock this game up
Never again by water boy time to flame up
Who got confidence like Jordan in the 90s
Db with
bitch this year and shit
That's gon' be the reason why
All of my peers is threatened by me
I can tell, I can see jealousy livin' in need
These
Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
being a lonely, lonely, lonely lonely lonely boy
Woo! Hey! Yeah
Well, I got a bag to blow and a brand new medical card
I must be driving towards
showing off my pieces
'Cause I know keys!
Oh yeah, that was a brand new single by your boy future
It's the morning man with the plan
It's OG Reeferer
life
Now you living six by eight
Feet
When I step into the booth
Yeah it's octane
Uh
Stained glass windows in the benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got
sliding over instrumentals, shorty on the skis
They can't see me niggas blind just like shorty on the keys
Ray Charles focus if the pay large
We going for
Keep your gifts I'm not sentimental
Producers on my label sending instrumentals
Instrumental to the city top boy not the middle
Middle child been an OG
the keys over and they park it then
I raise a glass to emotions that I bottled in
Chased down by IG models I was following
(Uh)
And they all thought I was
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