Across the Tracks
Fake Cousin
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Yeah boyyyy Let's go Evening ladies and gentleman This is black glow The quintessential black experience They don't want us using words like quintessential So I'ma just say, the real black experience I am your friendly neighborhood Fake Cousin Word to Reverend Please buckle up for safety And keep hands and feet in the spacecraft at all times At all times Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flow Brought to you in 4k 60fps no stress you heard me Right Ok nigga I heard what them crackers say nigga Your pockets get bigger But you still a nigga my nigga You gettin degrees but you still a nigga to me, damn It ain't bout the whip or the cheese My daddy was whippin ya niece So get on your knees If you in the street, freeze, God Republican Democratic They gettin your ass when you at the ballot Asthmatic cuz your fast daddy was crack addict Wasn't bad at it You like mathematics you like code Elon Musk at 7 years old Ride that bus I hope you come home Lost best friend, took one to the dome Goddamn Across the tracks Yeah I'm a god but I'm also black Between ball and rap it was all a trap L.A. Laker or quarterback Even a quarter Black Is gon set you back At the laundromat without a quarter, jack Where the Lord be at Is there an app for that So deep its a heart attack You know when we all react Of course Let me get shit across Even when I took a loss Bitch, I was a boss I had the sauce It ain't no force Yes of course Let me get shit across Even when I took a loss Bitch, I was a boss I had the sauce It ain't no force Real shit, real shit Better than Kendrick better than Cole What's in my engine, you'll never know Yes I put Gosha my head to my toe Ain't have no Jordans, ma is we broke? Momma was focused, guap is a bonus I know the onus on me Be what I gotta be My niggas had collard greens We only had rice and beans But we never bickered my nigga We bigger my nigga You thinking my nigga We better be gettin this cheddar You know that we clever Fake cousins with jollof rice Holy ghost was a poltergeist Flow was nice Cold as nice No advice Never gon see what I saw at night If you gon call it then call it right Is you gon read my Miranda rights? Shit is just one of them Maryland nights Nigga I stack it in terabytes Wanna be Christ, can't pay the price Yes its hell of a price Nigga I'm never gon syce Wait till my jaw get the ice Yes of course Let me get shit across Even when I took a loss Bitch, I was a boss I had the sauce It ain't no force Yes of course Let me get shit across Even when I took a loss Bitch, I was a boss I had the sauce It ain't no force
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