Lyrics:
the continent
Confidence, blow your shit to no tomorrow
Kid
We cold hearted, but instead of borrow, give
I used to live a little
Different from the rest
Like
on the news
It's another black brother black nigga in a noose
Summer twisted like a fairy tale wrote by Dr. Seuss
And I really hate to criticize my own nation
numbers gonna match to the bank account
My little brothers like looking into a mirror
Try and touch him a couple might come kill ya'
Whether you met 'em
on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)
on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)
on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)
You know you tripping dumbass
You tripping stupid
Tell them like this
I don't need no ratchet bitch
Give me a loyal stick
I'm just tryna buy a hoe
to Eldorado
My cave maybe dark but it's still a fucking grotto
Where’s your hook homie?
Hook? I Don’t need one
Nah dog you have to have a hook
Thank you, but I
a puzzle
God
I'm callin our your name
Lord I need here
Because I lost my brain
And it's a dark and lonely place
Living with the death of my brother
like
Number one girl that's in his life
You'd flip the world but he let things slide
Including his ego and his pride
Oh man, oh me, oh my
My little brother told
will the time come
Their bloods crying out and I still
Just can't seem to understand
We are so different
But we're still the same
You are my brother
I
Mama raised up a king
Need a queen by my side
She a bad little ting
And she thick in the thighs
I'm a bad motherfucker anytime, every time
So they
Yo, yo, yo
HD, Brooklyn, that 94' nigga from 94 nigga
Word up it's the Franky on the keys
And you know he does that shit with ease
And I'mma spit
lead you
Everywhere I see the remice of a proud people
Where little girls find their way in the world through mama
And little guys see the world
need you by my side
Oh, yeah, bright light, better see when you come around me
Uh, push back for a long time. Blackface, always under attack
Sweet
seems
But if you quiet and you focus, you can hear the screams
Yeah, imagine the water poisoned, you sick again
Fuck it, take a little drive to Flint,
and handle all my brother needs
Ain’t no little broing me
Know it ain’t no folding me
Babygirl hold on to me
I just keep her mind at ease
Neck on freeze
Man
houses, tight bond, we was sharing our food
And when you'd ask me how it does, if all of my brothers is good then I'm good
Nobody changing my mood, huh
I
a way otherwise I might do time
Cuz I
Gotta make a way for my family
My little brothers gotta be as great as they can be
I went down to the H to go build
my little brother
I don't know his truth
But when he hear this record
Just let him know we cool
Have him call the office
They gon' put him through
a tommy gun, im the back of my car
Unloadin' ammo, doin' demo like I'm havin' withdrawals
Call me Lucky Luciano, Frank Costello the Don
You can try to be
I will pop out and the bitches going to love it
Five yellow bitches in the cold and we thugging
You're not fucking with the Qing off the rip then you
Spreading my wings
They take me off of the ground when I sing
Whenever I'm seeing him thinking of dreams
It's too close to call it, you know what I
and hand my brother a one way token
Justice served? J-justice served you must be joking
I don't know what them man have been smoking
How many times have they
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