Last of the Mohicans

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Nav is a Canadian rapper, singer, and songwriter. He gained popularity for his melodic and trap-infused sound. Nav has collaborated with various artists in the music industry and released several successful albums and mixtapes. more »

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Put a thousand stones inside the face for every L I took
Type of shit that I be goin' through, I could f*ck around, write a book
Couple big dawgs sent me threats, but they ain't never come to get me (pussy)
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me
I know Keed in Heaven, but I ask God, "Why the hell you took him?"
My bro sittin' behind a grill, the federales tryna cook him
Comfortable with death, but when it come to mine, I still ain't ready
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me

(Yeah)
They locked up my only friends inside, this rap shit got me feelin' alone
Everything was lit, now I gotta carry the torch on my own
Stay away from fake shit, gotta take shit just to get in my zone
When I'm thirsty, I drink molly water just to get in that mode
Fill up commissaries, pickin' these bags up all around the globe
Rappers tryna be me, bite my flow, but I'm still in my glow
Gained a little weight, gotta watch my carbs, but I still get my dough
Smokin' on empty stomachs, I was starvin' before my time to blow
Chasin' my excitement, I ain't fightin' when it's my time to go
Surrounded by temptations, got the devil fightin' for my soul
When I turn to ashes, give out rings and mix me in the gold

Put a thousand stones inside the face for every L I took
Type of shit that I be goin' through, I could f*ck around, write a book
Couple big dawgs sent me threats, but they ain't never come to get me (pussy)
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me
I know Keed in Heaven, but I ask God, "Why the hell you took him?"
My bro sittin' behind a grill, the federales tryna cook him
Comfortable with death, but when it come to mine, I still ain't ready
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me

Startin' to let go of my fears and startin' to do shit when I wanna
I ain't dyin' for my pride, but it's still death before dishonor
I can't take no more drama, they done took my brother's mama
Can't go out like Cobain, but these pills take me to Nirvana
I been lettin' shit go and I am not complainin' anymore
But if they take one of mine, we gon' spin back and up the score
Everybody keep dyin' 'round me, can't take it anymore
Think I'm doin' construction the way I'm breakin' down on floors (whoa)
Every time I close my eyes, I keep on seein' death
Never know when I'm gonna die, what's the point in bein' stressed?
It's crazy how they still want more when you try to do your best
I should get one tatted on my face, I ain't got no tears left

Put a thousand stones inside the face for every L I took
Type of shit that I be goin' through, I could f*ck around, write a book
Couple big dawgs sent me threats, but they ain't never come to get me (pussy)
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me
I know Keed in Heaven, but I ask God, "Why the hell you took him?"
My bro sittin' behind a grill, the federales tryna cook him
Comfortable with death, but when it come to mine, I still ain't ready
I'm the last of the Mohicans, praying God to please protect me

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