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Aye, Wes
Thirty more minutes man
Let's get this placed cleaned up so we can go

Aight, I got you man

My honesty ties my singles together like monogamy
I'm looking back it and laughing how it slowly dawned on me
Now I'm kicking back and watching all his blessings fall on me
Cause even though the world swirls one way I never follow it
This is bigger than a division, we a conglomerate
So all you snakes slithering need to be stopping it
Our master wrote the rulebook
He sitting up and watching it
So go ahead and quit because our score your never topping it
But there I go again, I'm changing the topic and
Blurring lines in between God and logic
It's crazy, difficult to stay faithful
When you're standing still and you watch the world changing
People steady tryna play you and it makes you contemplate
Everything in which you've worked so hard to gain
I'm tryna remain sane, and stay in my own lane
But I question if I'm able to take world's cain

These are just some late nights thoughts
Swimming round like a great white shark
I'm just tryna get em' off my heart
But it seems like they just won't part
After we done locked all the doors
It's still open what we have in store
Midnight thoughts alone
Deepest when the store's closed

Where do I go from here
How do you trust in a world where nobody's sincere
Who do I choose when I need to show my biggest fear
Will they just appear? Or be another example of why nobody's real
Tryna balance both worlds only causes trouble
How can you love someone who doesn't love you
They struggle where I succeed and I succeed where they struggle
Should've listened when my grandma told me you want nothing of them
But hey, I see it now
Clearer than you could've dreamed it out
And louder then somebody screaming out
My head is a house of hoarders and I'm steady tryna clean it out
And through the dark something is gleaming down
He done brought me through the battle all that's left is just to see it out
And I can't imagine what it is
But the pictures always clearest when the maker's truly finished
Then you see the final product and to you is whom it's given

These are just some late nights thoughts
Swimming round like a great white shark
I'm just tryna get em' off my heart
But it seems like they just won't part
After we done locked all the doors
It's still open what we have in store
Midnight thoughts alone
Deepest when the store's closed

Doors locked, time to cut the lights off
Time to shoot it straight, I had to put the sights on
People out here running round crazy, got the Nikes on
Everybody snappin', shooting at each other like they using Nikons
People in the streets, all day making nights long
Signs to the sky
Voice high, tryna fight for they right
Cameras only on it for a moment long enough to say we coming to you live
From the middle of the hell
The USA! Great Plains to the sky scrapes
People only grateful for security when scrapes get scrapped by a plane
Or threats get made
By the other side of the world or right up the street
The only red or blue we fighting for is hanging in the closet
I don't even think we'd burn it if they took our flag and dropped it
But we worried bout a terrorist that wanna bomb us
When the thing we need to worry bout is right around the corner
Boy, it's crazy nowadays
Whites killing blacks
Blacks killing whites
Blacks killing blacks more than anything
But it's funny cause we fighting and we riot when a blue kill a black while we kill each other anyway
I'm so confused about this whole situation
Used to follow it, but stopped when it got crazy
Now I guess it's time to re-tail it
And take this cheap sales face off, cause it's time to stop faking.
Like it's time to stop wearing all black for a cause that we only follow long enough for likes on our pages
While our brothers throwing bottles
And our fathers trying to swallow everything while mothers out here crying for they babies
Jesus
I'll say His name cause' we need em
And at the rate we're going the line is growing to meet Him
But it's time put the keys up, and sip tea
Come back in the morning when we open
Hope to meet ya, yeah

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