Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine forty-five
I can tell the pain in my youngin' from my shorty's eyes
Rap niggas gettin' at me, young niggas pickin' at me
I'm shootin' pass the limits, a nigga trigga happy
ShadeRoom gettin' nasty, black girls flippin' at me
Bestfriends switchin' on me, shit, at least a nigga happy
White drapes on the wall, white babes on the call
Spanish joints on the call, white grape on the pour up
Champagne when you see us, man came from to see us
Jay-Z and Penny Marshalls, I felt that and it's awful
Fake niggas tryna play me, lame bitches tryna blame me
Same niggas gassed up, same niggas tryna flame me
We made it pass the margin and pass the Section Eighty
We got white people marchin', this shit is f*ckin' crazy
We gon' be on the favors, I'm soapy on the Faga
It's real shit goin' on, George and Breonna Taylor
Type shit ain't on the focal, fly bitches on my scrotum
They pay me for appearance and pay me for my vocals
Yeah, f*ck all that happy shit niggas want me on
It's niggas in my line of work that want me gone
House that come with alarms, spouse that come with a charm
Lamb' that sit in garage, that don't come from a farm
I see wonderful views, where God got me, it ain't even payin' one of my dues
Holla at one of y'all choose, I was one of them dudes
Well if you was them you'd probably front on me too
Yeah, if I was you and you was me I would stunt on me too
Cash from seein' blessings, I got too much money at this point to be aggressive
I hate bein' outside knowin' I need to stress it
I hate overprovin' myself when I be impressive, preach nigga
"We're gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like givin' it my own shit now"
Lame niggas talk about me, same niggas walk around me
Hate me and strongly doubt me, I feel like Robert Downey
Back through the fly again, hoes sayin' hi again
Newly and improved suit, yeah lil' bitch, I'm Ironman
Hotter than bacon oil sittin' in the fryin' pan
New set of wings on me, Redbull, flyin' man
We don't even count the money, we weigh it up and we eye the bands
I was pullin' f*ckin' strings, I feel like Outer Banks
God usin' my situation to break the limitations
Soar pass the niggas hatin', more pass the shit that's waitin'
Devil in his recreations, black on black segregation
Turnin' us against each other, faith then got to test your patience
Black boy shine, nigga, black women, grow baby
Black boy and black women together now that's a soul, baby
That's on my soul baby, down to the toes, baby
The feelin' to feel like
Let's have some conversations, F all the contemplations
Look how we live in yo' world, peep all the abominations
Shit is a prime example, truth in the time'll answer
Truth and the time it tell like Mike and Chance when it's time to sample
Slide through the vacant door, f*ck niggas hate me more
Have we got this critical that we can't even be human
And let niggas even make mistakes anymore
What happened to bein' us? What happened to bein' more, wassup?
Oh-oh, sexy moonlight dance on the horizon
It's over, it's cold and full of violence
I pray you find peace inside of silence
I pray that you see the light
Your words sting like bees over my body
Make me sip, I speed in that Bugatti
Devils on my shoulder and on my body
Just pray that I see the light
You know I
I have realized I want to be like a, a walkin' testimony to, to, to kids
Or to, to teens and people who are worldwide that
You know they allow like the internet, the social media
The fake ass cancel culture to bring them down and
You know thirty comments, two-hundred comments
A thousand comments about you one day that brings your world down
I want y'all to look at me and realize
I'm walkin' testimony of someone who just doesn't give a f*ck about none of that shit
Imagine the whole f*ckin' world
And a bunch of millions of mothaf*cka's just hatin' at the same time
Actin' like as if your not human, as if
You know a thousand death threats later you gon' feel the same you gon', you know?
But in all of that you know
I kept a smile on my face because I knew what I know
And beyond everything I want you to look at my situation
And gain strength from me and realize that nigga, say what
I didn't give a f*ck, you ain't gotta give a f*ck either
And whateva you gon' do shall pass just like everything else in your life
You know the waves go, they go and, and you keep sailin'
Just keep sailin', keep sailin', keep sailin'
Eventually you get to your destination and guess what?
You look back and you can't even see niggas no more
So neva forget, it's three things
How special you are, the purpose you come with
And the reason your here, God bless you
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Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine forty-five
I can tell the pain in my youngin' from my shorty's eyes
Rap niggas gettin' at me, young niggas pickin' at me
I'm shootin' pass the limits, a nigga trigga happy
ShadeRoom gettin' nasty, black girls flippin' at me
Bestfriends switchin' on me, shit, at least a nigga happy
White drapes on the wall, white babes on the call
Spanish joints on the call, white grape on the pour up
Champagne when you see us, man came from to see us
Jay-Z and Penny Marshalls, I felt that and it's awful
Fake niggas tryna play me, lame bitches tryna blame me
Same niggas gassed up, same niggas tryna flame me
We made it pass the margin and pass the Section Eighty
We got white people marchin', this shit is f*ckin' crazy
We gon' be on the favors, I'm soapy on the Faga
It's real shit goin' on, George and Breonna Taylor
Type shit ain't on the focal, fly bitches on my scrotum
They pay me for appearance and pay me for my vocals
Yeah, f*ck all that happy shit niggas want me on
It's niggas in my line of work that want me gone
House that come with alarms, spouse that come with a charm
Lamb' that sit in garage, that don't come from a farm
I see wonderful views, where God got me, it ain't even payin' one of my dues
Holla at one of y'all choose, I was one of them dudes
Well if you was them you'd probably front on me too
Yeah, if I was you and you was me I would stunt on me too
Cash from seein' blessings, I got too much money at this point to be aggressive
I hate bein' outside knowin' I need to stress it
I hate overprovin' myself when I be impressive, preach nigga
"We're gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like givin' it my own shit now"
Lame niggas talk about me, same niggas walk around me
Hate me and strongly doubt me, I feel like Robert Downey
Back through the fly again, hoes sayin' hi again
Newly and improved suit, yeah lil' bitch, I'm Ironman
Hotter than bacon oil sittin' in the fryin' pan
New set of wings on me, Redbull, flyin' man
We don't even count the money, we weigh it up and we eye the bands
I was pullin' f*ckin' strings, I feel like Outer Banks
God usin' my situation to break the limitations
Soar pass the niggas hatin', more pass the shit that's waitin'
Devil in his recreations, black on black segregation
Turnin' us against each other, faith then got to test your patience
Black boy shine, nigga, black women, grow baby
Black boy and black women together now that's a soul, baby
That's on my soul baby, down to the toes, baby
The feelin' to feel like
Let's have some conversations, F all the contemplations
Look how we live in yo' world, peep all the abominations
Shit is a prime example, truth in the time'll answer
Truth and the time it tell like Mike and Chance when it's time to sample
Slide through the vacant door, f*ck niggas hate me more
Have we got this critical that we can't even be human
And let niggas even make mistakes anymore
What happened to bein' us? What happened to bein' more, wassup?
Oh-oh, sexy moonlight dance on the horizon
It's over, it's cold and full of violence
I pray you find peace inside of silence
I pray that you see the light
Your words sting like bees over my body
Make me sip, I speed in that Bugatti
Devils on my shoulder and on my body
Just pray that I see the light
You know I
I have realized I want to be like a, a walkin' testimony to, to, to kids
Or to, to teens and people who are worldwide that
You know they allow like the internet, the social media
The fake ass cancel culture to bring them down and
You know thirty comments, two-hundred comments
A thousand comments about you one day that brings your world down
I want y'all to look at me and realize
I'm walkin' testimony of someone who just doesn't give a f*ck about none of that shit
Imagine the whole f*ckin' world
And a bunch of millions of mothaf*cka's just hatin' at the same time
Actin' like as if your not human, as if
You know a thousand death threats later you gon' feel the same you gon', you know?
But in all of that you know
I kept a smile on my face because I knew what I know
And beyond everything I want you to look at my situation
And gain strength from me and realize that nigga, say what
I didn't give a f*ck, you ain't gotta give a f*ck either
And whateva you gon' do shall pass just like everything else in your life
You know the waves go, they go and, and you keep sailin'
Just keep sailin', keep sailin', keep sailin'
Eventually you get to your destination and guess what?
You look back and you can't even see niggas no more
So neva forget, it's three things
How special you are, the purpose you come with
And the reason your here, God bless you
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine forty-five
I can tell the pain in my youngin' from my shorty's eyes
Rap niggas gettin' at me, young niggas pickin' at me
I'm shootin' pass the limits, a nigga trigga happy
ShadeRoom gettin' nasty, black girls flippin' at me
Bestfriends switchin' on me, shit, at least a nigga happy
White drapes on the wall, white babes on the call
Spanish joints on the call, white grape on the pour up
Champagne when you see us, man came from to see us
Jay-Z and Penny Marshalls, I felt that and it's awful
Fake niggas tryna play me, lame bitches tryna blame me
Same niggas gassed up, same niggas tryna flame me
We made it pass the margin and pass the Section Eighty
We got white people marchin', this shit is f*ckin' crazy
We gon' be on the favors, I'm soapy on the Faga
It's real shit goin' on, George and Breonna Taylor
Type shit ain't on the focal, fly bitches on my scrotum
They pay me for appearance and pay me for my vocals
Yeah, f*ck all that happy shit niggas want me on
It's niggas in my line of work that want me gone
House that come with alarms, spouse that come with a charm
Lamb' that sit in garage, that don't come from a farm
I see wonderful views, where God got me, it ain't even payin' one of my dues
Holla at one of y'all choose, I was one of them dudes
Well if you was them you'd probably front on me too
Yeah, if I was you and you was me I would stunt on me too
Cash from seein' blessings, I got too much money at this point to be aggressive
I hate bein' outside knowin' I need to stress it
I hate overprovin' myself when I be impressive, preach nigga
"We're gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like givin' it my own shit now"
Lame niggas talk about me, same niggas walk around me
Hate me and strongly doubt me, I feel like Robert Downey
Back through the fly again, hoes sayin' hi again
Newly and improved suit, yeah lil' bitch, I'm Ironman
Hotter than bacon oil sittin' in the fryin' pan
New set of wings on me, Redbull, flyin' man
We don't even count the money, we weigh it up and we eye the bands
I was pullin' f*ckin' strings, I feel like Outer Banks
God usin' my situation to break the limitations
Soar pass the niggas hatin', more pass the shit that's waitin'
Devil in his recreations, black on black segregation
Turnin' us against each other, faith then got to test your patience
Black boy shine, nigga, black women, grow baby
Black boy and black women together now that's a soul, baby
That's on my soul baby, down to the toes, baby
The feelin' to feel like
Let's have some conversations, F all the contemplations
Look how we live in yo' world, peep all the abominations
Shit is a prime example, truth in the time'll answer
Truth and the time it tell like Mike and Chance when it's time to sample
Slide through the vacant door, f*ck niggas hate me more
Have we got this critical that we can't even be human
And let niggas even make mistakes anymore
What happened to bein' us? What happened to bein' more, wassup?
Oh-oh, sexy moonlight dance on the horizon
It's over, it's cold and full of violence
I pray you find peace inside of silence
I pray that you see the light
Your words sting like bees over my body
Make me sip, I speed in that Bugatti
Devils on my shoulder and on my body
Just pray that I see the light
You know I
I have realized I want to be like a, a walkin' testimony to, to, to kids
Or to, to teens and people who are worldwide that
You know they allow like the internet, the social media
The fake ass cancel culture to bring them down and
You know thirty comments, two-hundred comments
A thousand comments about you one day that brings your world down
I want y'all to look at me and realize
I'm walkin' testimony of someone who just doesn't give a f*ck about none of that shit
Imagine the whole f*ckin' world
And a bunch of millions of mothaf*cka's just hatin' at the same time
Actin' like as if your not human, as if
You know a thousand death threats later you gon' feel the same you gon', you know?
But in all of that you know
I kept a smile on my face because I knew what I know
And beyond everything I want you to look at my situation
And gain strength from me and realize that nigga, say what
I didn't give a f*ck, you ain't gotta give a f*ck either
And whateva you gon' do shall pass just like everything else in your life
You know the waves go, they go and, and you keep sailin'
Just keep sailin', keep sailin', keep sailin'
Eventually you get to your destination and guess what?
You look back and you can't even see niggas no more
So neva forget, it's three things
How special you are, the purpose you come with
And the reason your here, God bless you
Writer: Daystar Peterson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
