Lyrics:
sick, motherfucker, I'ma toast you
Nicolas Cage with my gold, hope a day I find it
For the record, make a record so I can break a record
Your child ways
conditions of those environments
That affected our appearances
For this Europeans to perceive us as animals
And porch monkeys than beings they divided
of gaslighting is when an abusive partner tells their victim that they are crazy or paranoid for questioning their behavior or for suspecting that they are being
play games
Howdy Partner, ha ha, ting ting
What more appropriate true for Speech to release to and sing
A tune about da language that's
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the girls faint
See my partner, Eric, he got stereos
And my partner, Steve got true and bolds
And my dog, Black got european fronts
And this nigga named
from fame
Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road
They don't understand what I came for
How I came fo', with a million sold
never gonna happen partner they don't give a fuck about us)
Is this the new national anthem but don't play into their hand partner, you making it easy for
stressed
On chrome with a Tek taught to spray for respect
I learned from the best used to stay in the "jects"
Bought work from the vets burning rubber in
need shoes, partner need bail money
Bloodhound for the bread, I just smell money
You niggas just write, I recollect (recollect)
Hands on, Jeezy really
shit now we living it
Who would a thought it
Coming out the environment we was living in
But back then much different I couldn't call it
J train from
to it, there's many other leagues
You can model water bottles to send to children in need
Or for the environment and bring attention to bees
We're
Ro'
Now they want my brains on the main road
But they don't understand what I came for
How I came forth with a million sold
Who say you can't grow
shoes partner need bail money
Blood hound for the bread I just smell money
You niggas just write I recollect "recollect"
Hands on Jeezy really counted
get messed over for your kindness (Messed over him)
Trying to tell my partner them about God he say he don't know nothing about him (ain't heard from
was fifteen
Evil incarnate on two feet
(Humans)
Flooded my thought it was unclean
Ripple effecting to twenty-three
How could I work for the European
and traumas
I surrender and release fears and anxieties
I surrender and release the need for control
I surrender and release unhealthy relationships
I surrender
fuckas looking at me like oh shit n**** over here sniffling)
I’m a product of environment
I’m high as shit
I swear to God that I’ll be dying rich
Don’t
hot flames
It's how it seems, you make me wanna ride the Coltrane to A Love Supreme
My brown lady, creates environments, for
Happy brown babies, I know
capital, we forced to quit
There's Black people shinin', I'm prayin' for more to win
All of us tryna surmount from the awfulness
Of our environment, due
every night, I'm enjoying the high
Because I was low
Damn, low-key I wish for a wife
A partner in crime by my side till I'm old
But that shit won't
me
I'm hirin'
Hundred bands in my pocket
You can see that I'm loaded
European clothin', tailor made for me only
Alligator giuseppe made for me and me
for if they could and go and vote for 'em?
Your generations already fucked up the environment for 'em
How about not fucking up their futures for 'em
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