Lyrics:
The hurt and painful thoughts I hide, scent of a man pass me by
By the way, I'm halfway losing my ground, losing my ground
You used to touch me like I was
Colours – i bet you're thinking that they don't matter
But everywhere you look you see the rainbow shattered
White or black nail your colours
stutter when she pass by
The Patek, Balenciaga, and Versace
Top dog everywhere they call her mami
L U X U R Y
The type chick to make ya stutter when she
the only girl I need I gotta have you back
Even though you turn my lungs black
Tell me where you've been jack
Uh, I know this shorty that go by the name
thinking wings stop
Feigning lemon pepper, I got my thing cocked
Black bat-mobile, it's only new Ferrari
It's called Scaglietti, one button like an Atari
I'm
holy and rare
The Sacred everywhere:
All around us? (All around us!)
What about the times we're drowning our sorrows in alcohol
Or escaping reality by
only notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in your bed
You
young, black, fly and cool
Think that's how I got by in school
Man get booked, start buying jewels
Them man get shook, start buying tools
Ah man, you
Got the fuck up to another crazy day
Got my travos, hit em up and I was on my way
Three Flowers in my hair, creased up and my gat
A half-way joint in
I'm so high
Rock on!
Black shades
Three-quarter leathers and medallions
Honeys lined up ready to ride like stallions
Since good love is hard
Sleeping only halfway there
We see the matter of the sun?
I'll get a hammer
Get a summer tec-9
It look better and be freaky for their minds
If we a little
brother got a black card so you trust his lies
It matters
And all the girls want him on a platter
He can fit for chicks and come up with a semi
She's
the white man
And everywhere you look the Blacks are labelled as crooks
When we're actually objects that got took
A little fact that's never enough mention
Like they shifting keys,
Of the black stuff,
I enter a space,
Where, I command control,
Like I'm shifting keys,
On a MacBook Pro,
See man clout up,
By
gone to plan
I'm hoping by the next one I won't sound so damn depressed
I've let this undercover cutthroat culture in my head
But halfway through this
only notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in your bed
You
think
I am not here to please pricks
I am just trying to live
Everywhere i go people wanna gob off at me
Dismiss me so quickly for my quirks and my
uniquely his own
I made the twenty-one pound for some a newfound religion
Where money put down, it's only one sound to make
OGs and young lions equally
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
matter what they say you can only be a king once
Yo king's dumb, I'm in control of my kingdom
Guarded by God's army and nobody could ever breach them
Be
She struck me as bitter-sweet sitting cross-legged outside the 7/11
By an old Bratwurst wagon at the wrong end of a nondescript New York City street
run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died
perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
From Bel-Air shopping center just for stoppin' in there
From the black side all the way
caught
I'm sure you'll find another
That don't mind being smothered
By the kind of love
A lover like you knows
It can only harden
when it grows inside
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