May The rain let the sun shine through Stand on business like I'm wearing a suit, Penny loafers on, My steez king of pop Could give a f*ck less, if they might jack it, Winter's gone Swapped the hoodies for the jacket, Think I speak in tongues When it's just substance that I'm rappin, Truly gifted, Plus I keep it smooth, Almond milk and blue berries In a blender, Take a sip and pray for peace, The war inside got niggas Acting out for food, Like they ain't learn to take it slow, Back when the hand of God was the placenta, This a plethora of pro verbs, And I'm Still a sinner, Tryna pay dues with repentance, Like ain't it human nature? Huh They Rob green for the Power and $eduction, I Tolle ahh The dark arts ain't budgin! What Now? Don't even answer Just promise me to Re-tuour the world fore you pick up the call
All my life I had to fight word to harpo, seen the good go early caught up in narco marked by marks who didn’t no how the game go just worried about the pot that’s at the end of the rainbow
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On god welcome back
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May The rain
let the sun shine through
Stand on business like I'm wearing a suit,
Penny loafers on,
My steez king of pop
Could give a f*ck less,
if they might jack it,
Winter's gone
Swapped the hoodies for the jacket,
Think I speak in tongues
When it's just substance that I'm rappin,
Truly gifted,
Plus I keep it smooth,
Almond milk and blue berries
In a blender,
Take a sip and pray for peace,
The war inside got niggas
Acting out for food,
Like they ain't learn
to take it slow,
Back when
the hand of God was the placenta,
This a plethora of pro verbs,
And I'm
Still a sinner,
Tryna pay dues with repentance,
Like ain't it human nature? Huh
They Rob green
for the Power and $eduction,
I Tolle ahh
The dark arts ain't budgin!
What Now?
Don't even answer
Just promise me to
Re-tuour the world
fore you pick up the call
All my life I had to fight word to harpo, seen the good go early caught up in narco marked by marks who didn’t no how the game go just worried about the pot that’s at the end of the rainbow