Lyrics:
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
They Judge me by the outside
But they don’t know me
I still live in my own world
But my mind is full of bad words
Bad thoughts
Gunshots
This is
majority of murders
Have not been committed by teenage black boys
In 2017 there were 117 or 16 murders, 21 of which were of teenage black boys
In 2018
to manifest
Its own destiny
I'm just a element
Following trails of energy
I see the future
And where i'm supposed to be
I was guided on track
By those around
I've been having hallucinations
I got style, I know the routine
Y'all punks popping junk can't join my team
I got style, I know the routine
a Lincoln on hold
OG by the O, shit my mans and 'dem grow
On the low he blend in think he regular joe
He the plug
Pump so much bass I need another sub
Ask
I don’t really fuckin with nobody
I just be by myself
I don’t wanna talk to nobody
I just keep to myself
On my own been a long time I been in my own
No, my brother, you've got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Yo, it's like the box sets
Star Wars, Fast and Furious franchises
Six projects, six
In my little thatched hut
Where blue green grass grows by the brook
I lounge and I look
I lounge and I look, I lounge and I look
For my own true
smooth
Pulp free smooth
Pulp free smooth
Pat my own back
This a ode to the black man
Ali in the ring
Denzel with the action
Doctor J wit it
Star in every
I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice
from the tracks
is in Accra
i'm a black star, shining bright far from afar
in a world of my own, intergalactic star
VERSE 2
Lets play a game of hide seek
Lets find
and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair
And my head shouted down to my heart
"You better look out below"
Hey, it
about
Became the hero in my own story I dont know what the fuck y'all talkin bout
Keep on stalking maybe one day you will figure it out
Just make sure
Lookin' through my history book
I've watched you as you grew
Killin' blacks and callin' it the law
(Bo! Bo! Bo!) And worshipping Jesus too
There was
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
for me
That world was so much kinder
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
I believe
That we were meant
blind while I got the eyes
Never again sit back, right now I'm get in top of this game
Watchin now my black bitches and I gotta choose to fucking them
I'm
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
slow, or blow right by
No matter how much I smoke, I never get high
You’ll never cut me off, I’ve got my own supply
Kept in my dungeon where good thoughts
You ever black out from a seizure
Sweated through your t shirt
Woken up alive but wanted back to being neither
Heavy nights pull back the cover
By
do me wrong
Thats why i'm always on my own
Don't need no bitch
Don't need no nigga
Dressed in black but the teeth gold nigga
You gone see 3 fuck the p
pitch
Maybe we can reach Al-Qaeda through my speech
Let the president answer a higher anarchy
Strap him with an AK-47, let him go fight his own war
Your white head came out my black pussy
I ran Rip Van Winkle on all fours
Mountains twinkle twinkle star, Tarzan in a jar
And then came out
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