Lyrics:
How you are, forever
Lost on islands, driven in boat cars
Just bring your girl, feel like she both ours
Young black nigga work at the Auchans
So how we
own way
Primitive
Don't worry about it
We will civilise in a black way
Aby no be God creat us
So we can serve him through a foreigner
Are you not
You nigga have the nerve to tell me
Don't talk to him unless you
Some into this tax bracket
I reach in my pocket i pull out my black card
And i just
black Puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
Got the Richard Mille, all colors
Might hit you with the rose gold all summer
For
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
the Kush (Kush)
Drinkin' Hi-Tech and Tris'
New baguette, yo, check the 'fits out
Soon as the bitch check the wrist out
You down or you scared? (Scared)
drops every blue moon
To separate myself from you kings of the YouTube
I am more U2, I am like Bono with the Edge
In Mexico, fuck Donald and his pledge
Peace God (Peace to the gods)
How you God? (Studying 120 right now
Call me back at the God Hour)
The Fuck?
It's just the new way of thinking
the brutality
A long time he a tell you bout the him fantasy
But why yo, boat men shan manakhe
But why yo, a-bout the black he body
But why yo, I vote with
talk about this man, they call Nino Brown
The black man, they call Nino brown
You know there's a lot of Nino Browns in every city
In the United States
See as the thing Dey sweet you
Yeah
Kolinz for this korner
All these niggas that you see all These niggas that you see they no fit do shit
black Puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
Got the Richard Mille, all colors
Might hit you with the rose gold all summer
For
threatened
Ain't a hip hop veteran, I'm a hip hop felon
I need a crib by the mountains
Chest look house lit limbs get frostbit
Brand new outfit's if you less
the pain
I wanna feel like shit and Also, wear an all black fit
All those days and all those nights I only wanted you right by my side
I only wanted a hand
a beat with my feet by just hitting a loop
Bringing the lyrics to prove that I can fit in these shoes
I give you the truth through the vocal booth
Stars
time
They pulled him over, they only write him a ticket, he'll be alright
Yeah, right
'Cause you know he fit the description of a black male that sell
fuck that "Sorry for your loss" shit
My sister died in vain, but what point are you trying to gain
If you can't fit the pumps I walk in?
I'll wait
comitting sins? You better watch the signs
King of all kings, black Rothschilds
One nigga from the south'll get you crossed out
So fuck where you from
Girl back bigger than a black China
Girl I fit give you say me get stamina
Continental
Yeh yah
Don't you know King Perry pon this leggo
This
feel like hooks
Underneath your flesh
Makin' you twist and turn
Scorch and burn, when will you learn?
The '90s are my turn
To pitch a vocal fit, like
Zara Zoro, keep 'One Piece' in the Porsche
I'll fuck up your homie for sport
You already know what it is
All this anime drip in my fit
All this anime
the brushstrokes of a renaissance master so bold
Still lifes of coal, black and gold
Breathtaking countryside, landscapes of words
I had such a good idea for a song
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
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