Wise Up, Lakid

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You better wise up, Lakid
Ain't finna take over shit
Unless your whole package legit
All that designer don't fool me
I'm from the land of the card crackers
Your pieces ain't hitting', nigga
Them pyramid schemes likely too slippery to scale
My baby cousins prove every day that we don't live in hell
So it's important to kill you niggas
More than a money mission
You whinin' 'bout demons, you keep inviting them in bro
The f*ck you on? (the f*ck you on, man)

I, planted a seed in 08, I knew that I would be great
I knew them haters would hate, I wouldn't dream they'd be family
I take the real with the fake, don't know how much I can take
I only speak from my core and that's why they don't understand me
I had to put on that hat, and put more on top of that
You want my trust, but it's earned
I know what comes with that bag
This is the peace you can't buy, ain't no such thing as free mind
When even your passion's a grind
Biggest fear open ocean, but swam with sharks my whole life
Try to make sense of that notion
I tried the percs, they ain't work
I found no magic in potions
They tell me love's all I need but maybe my heart is too open
I feel it all (I feel it all)
Who can I pray to for clarity when I need a quick answer
I never had a community to extend helping hands to
Maybe I'm just that man, and I refuse to accept it
Never a failure to launch, just scared of where I might land

You better wise up, Lakid
Ain't finna take over shit
Unless your whole package legit
All that designer don't fool me
I'm from the land of the card crackers
Your pieces ain't hittin' nigga
Them pyramid schemes likely too slippery to scale
My baby cousins prove every day that we don't live in hell
So it's important to kill you niggas
More than a money mission
You whinin' 'bout demons you keep inviting them in bro
The f*ck you on? (the f*ck you on, man)

This ain't no emo, it's realer than anything you gon' hear
Most of these rapper's bravado covers a deep seated fear
Most of that gun talk is covering for a lack of control
Most the clubbing stems from prevailing fear to grow old
Most of that jewelry is code for Jesus I can't go back broke
No matter how I get paper, I gotta let the world know
Most the designer's revenge for all of the hand me down clothes
Coco Chanel was a Nazi, we don't step in ours lightly
I got a fear of my momma leaving this earth without flowers
Plenty trips to the florist, I'm talking mansions and gardens
Tryna make up for everything that I lacked from my father
By taking care of my loved ones and all the realest around me
Used to think I was crazy for feeling spirits around me
Learned to walk where they guided, they took me back to the booth
I sing the harmonies they slide to me and jot down their truths
I'm steady growing so I don't know what advice to give you, but

You better wise up, Lakid
Ain't finna take over shit
Unless your whole package legit
All that designer don't fool me
I'm from the land of the card crackers
Your pieces ain't hittin' nigga
Them pyramid schemes likely too slippery to scale
My baby cousins prove every day that we don't live in hell
So it's important to kill you niggas
More than a money mission
You whinin' 'bout demons you keep inviting them in bro
The f*ck you on? (the f*ck you on, man)

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