Lyrics:
are cold like tenants
Tryin' to keep your weight up better eat that spinach
For four twenty-five niggas lives get diminished
The world serious, I'm
count it by the stack, ain't no looking back, not until we all win
Lil baby, don't fall for me
'Less you down to give it all to me
If my back against
a blue moon
Cracking jokes by the fireplace
Or running to the car tryna get first place
Climbing to your warm embrace
Next to your heart is my
our youth is gettin' murdered by
the D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm tryin' to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin' me?
The streets
Time For Me
Hook
Step by step
Nigga two by two
I can’t live in another man shoes
Even if that other nigga my brother and such
I just gotta
Time For Me
Hook
Step by step
Nigga two by two
I can’t live in another man shoes
Even if that other nigga my brother and such
I just gotta
know why my soul exists
And I don't know
If I told you this
But you can bet your bottom dollar
Brother, I'll be there for you
I don't know why the sky
looking for some more money
Been through the worst but we up cuz the best coming
We ain't gonna stop til we get to them blue hunnids
Gave it my all I done
This is all I ever knew, somehow I deserve it so far
My favorite color's blue, I wait for you on October
I was triggered by the views, I had to go
In my life
Will I be alone Will you be there By my side
Is it something he said Is it something he did
I wonder why He is searchin' For the answers
other not a brother can stick closer than a mother
The penmanship of a penman sentimental
Before the loss of my mama I was broken mental
Getting dreams
these bad b's, I call em my colony
Live or die, you gotta choose
You talking jazz, I'm talking blues
Take a step inside my shoes, you still won't do it
not too far, far as I can tell
You just gotta go through a little hell
Ain't no prescription for my brokeness
No pills for hopelessness
I still
you ashamed of bein black?"
(Nothin' but love for you my sister)
Might even know how hard it is (no doubt)
Bein' a woman, a black woman at that? (no
wig? (How many?)
How many of them live? How many of 'em made it home back to they kids? (Not plenty)
This shit'll get real, this shit is for real
money all I see blue faces
Passing by
Make another beat to kill the time yeah
Looking at my life like where’s the knife
I might end myself before you
it’s time I tell my daughter I may die by homicide
‘Cause being black feels like a crime and our lives are compromised
Seen brothers die at 14 by
in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship,
in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship,
ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel
Breakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails
I leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' go to jail
just goes to show how this shit can really change
I was moving all alone watched my brothers switched they lanes
I can't do this shit for nobody else
this crystal's a
Sin
Or this needle when I stick it in
Certified for my melanin
Just need one more freaking line to
Feel alive again
Brothers taking
to make it famous
I got to watch my back while looking out for you
I promise we gone make it out I'm tryna do all I can do the
Brooklyn blues getting to me
do not play by the rules(Huh)
My beat came from London, this rhythm and blues
I really wait got a screw from the
Juice
Shoot at the opps how we live in
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