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The truth is hard to swallow
Harder to follow
When the blessings you receive for
Your deeds seem hollow

Chasin' for the sun i was born to run
But I feel like

smell war in the air
76 billion humans all fighting
Claiming the floor is theirs
Acting like you chose to be born
Like that shit's supposed to be yours

Wake up to a new day
Listen to the banyan sway
Waiting for the summer rain
To fall on high

Gaze upon the open plain
Feel it in the heart of me

follows me
Like the cracks on the roads
Where we going we don't need bones
Scrape scape skate straight down to nah
Straight up to

Trust man
Trust man
I got

off forty-five, could put my heart inside (get yo', get yo' kill money)
Do you wanna fall asleep and live with covered eyes?
Do you wanna follow me