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Preacher
01:44
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Growing up, you would’ve thought I was the preachers kid
Always admired where they sat, to teach the kids
Not knowing how power could really treat the brain
Even a humble pastor, could even go insane
I was never one to throw away the family name
Loved ones around me, kept me out the gangs
Streets where not a home, was bless to have my tattered clothes
It was all that we had, but was never exposed/
Getting older, hmmmm, getting old
Getting older and bolder, stay away from the cold
This is how you maneuver when you carry your soul
This that starting from nothing to your neck being froze
This that seeing role models, you next to be chose
Legendary figures, standing in my baby pictures
Who would’ve known K would turn into a true enigma
But that’s the plan, heavy hands
I wanna carry the game, like Eric Dickerson
I wanna carry the hate, like LeBron with the pen
Then transform to really show you boys who I am
Growing up, you would’ve thought I was the preachers kid
Always admired where they sat, to teach the kids
Not knowing how power could really treat the brain
Even a humble pastor, could even go insane
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Trinkets
01:56
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Always had to talk like we ain’t need it
Growing up, all we want is gold diamond trinkets
Smiles on the faces of parents, every season
A big fan of I don’t believe it until I see it
Pull the wool over demons, no more docile thinking
Cracking the cement, the weight of the world I need it
Memories from the cage, To Curry, how I make space
Globe trotter, the ace, Big stepper with grace
I'm so angelic, flow sick post pandemic
All the barking around me, making it hard to listen
Trinkets and other shiny things, tried to taint the vision
Blanket decision, cover every route in my ascension
Always had to talk like we ain’t need it
Growing up, all we want is gold diamond trinkets
Smiles on the faces of parents, every season
A big fan of I don’t believe it until I see it
I see the pearl from my own SKU, selling my world view
It’s old news, yet it’s so smooth
How I want the game to react, with my hand on the bat
Full force, out the park with the raps
Send the parchment intact, with the rules on the tax
I need it all, not a lump sum splitting the cash
I see it all, I see revisions
Niggas who need to listen, and villages need of fixing
Always had to talk like we ain’t need it
Growing up, all we want is gold diamond trinkets
Smiles on the faces of parents, every season
A big fan of I don’t believe it until I see it
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Fantasy
02:24
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Father, son, mother, daughter, everybody got a secret they harbor
It’s deep in their conscience, covered in nonsense
Their words are vomit, throwing up lies so constant
I cannot listen to all this, this the fantasy
Growing up with both of your parents, not paying the family tariffs
Mom cuddles you whenever your scared, father tell you not succumb to fear
Stand up to bullies and wiping your tears, feeling alone, but loved ones are near
Near, loved ones are near
That was a hell of a scare, I put my hands in the air
I gotta breathe, and I gotta cope, disappear watch it turn in to smoke
Selling all these verses, moving like coke, any means possible, you know the quote
The thunderbolt, one with the bros, you know the goat
Go, you know the waves on the roll
Can’t control, where to go
They want smoke, put them on hold
But I’ll never hold, tryna pull up in a Maybach, touching the road
Tryna always have a way back, when leaving home
Gotta get in the zone, no more losing control
Turning yes’s to no’s
Father, son, mother, daughter, everybody got a secret they harbor
It’s deep in their conscience, covered in nonsense
Their words are vomit, throwing up lies so constant
I cannot listen to all this
Father, son, mother, daughter, everybody got a secret they harbor
It’s deep in their conscience, covered in nonsense
Their words are vomit, throwing up lies so constant
I cannot listen to all this, this reality
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Woes of the Mother
01:27
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Woes of the mother, I
hope that it comforts the queen, knowing I’m living right
Tryna rekindle lights, stay out of mental fights
Keep my eyes on the prize, that’s the secret to life
With my mind realigned, I don’t need yo insight
I’m inclined every night, might arise to the fight
Always been my own man, couldn’t run with the plight
In the dead of the night, steady making it right
Woes of the mother, I
She raised her babies together, that’s why we move with pride
Arms around my youngin, tell em it’s just you you and I
And TY, I know it’s grim, vow of silence, for the kin
With the pen, we gone make it to the island, out the pen
Dodging silence, singing hymns, heavy heart, to sink us in
This ain’t the beginning of the end, it’s the end of the beginning
We reaching newer levels, from all of our prerequisites
Not making sense to making cents
Pay the toll for the motherland
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Too Easy
02:24
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Uh, we on the walk again
We see the world in sin
We tryna change for better, so we don’t meet our end
We making ends meet, we tryna break the trend, we going crazy
Back city, you know the winds
I’m in the whirl with pit bulls, the big dogs, and the Marmadukes
I see the stars, then I go visit my ma dukes
See how she feeling, it’s all cool, y’all move
Pack full of villains, y’all freeze up, and don’t move
Never tap your hands being rash, that’s how we might snooze
I’m pouring sleepy time, back up the stairs on Luigi time
Freaky vibes, just know I’m doing fine
I’m really living life
I know the pain in the eyes, can really come with strife, though everything we do is right
I’m on a lifeline, reprimanded the truth
And when I piggyback off of success, that’s when we move
And when I get the racks, I’ma be press, to never stress
That’s the upper hand, being well rounded, yet tryna sharping up another edge
And that’s the pain in ya life
You made sacrifice, Vodka said it right
I’ve been outside with my dawgs, tryna raise a niggas price
Lounging and living life, tryna see what’s up tonight
Trapping off the Focusrite, ima serve until is right
And I’m only dropping bundles, I’m feeding my people life
Look, it’s too easy
Look, it’s too easy
Roller-coasting through life, never been sleazy
All the things I’ll accomplished just to appease me
Uh, it’s too easy
Look, it’s too easy
Stepping out, holla back if you see me
Tryna put my town on a map like jeezy
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The Conversation
01:40
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Rocky
01:56
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Situations, yeah
they can get, oh so rocky
Things can get sloppy
Can’t contain it
Situations, yeah
they can get rocky
Things can get sloppy
Can’t contain it
That’s precision
how you always manage to make wrong decisions
I be on a roll, i be on a mission
I’m losing control I’m up in my feelings
Can’t stoop to low, I need you listen
Answering the phone, I need you give in
Arguing for what, not even consistent
I’m keeping my distance, with this peace of mind, not having conflictions/
I don’t need the hate
To even come my way
I know how to maintain
So I do not go insane
And I write these songs, And I drop these bombs, facts
Come from the heart, watch my lyrics overlap
My thoughts are broad, I can’t even give that
You not my dawg, i can’t even give you dap
Situations, yeah
they can get, oh so rocky
Things can get sloppy
Can’t contain it
Situations, yeah
they can get rocky
Things can get sloppy
Can’t contain it
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Moesha
02:29
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I know you see it
Me and you, late nights, Moesha
Cake walk, straight talk, coming to meet you
In the tall grass, even kissing under the bleachers
With yo tall ass, got me climbing thighs, I need it
Let me fall back, must appreciate all of your features
And it helps that we both overachievers
And you know that I’m starving, ready to eat ya
That’s how the story go, the quid pro quo
Highly illogical, always pacing around the phone
Waiting for you to call
Never to clingy, want you to be involved, that is just how we are
I got the armory up, for anyone feeling tough
I’m just tryna start up a family for our pups
No more caging this up, erasing the love
This leash on life, is tightening up
Me and you Midadol, building a citadel
Keeping our once tight lipped love, a vision for
All of our children, the future is looking beautiful
No bad intention could ever rattle my feelings tho
Is this the life that we want, the house and kids
A big dog guarding the home, to never be scared
Mistletoe every Christmas with me
These are things are things you gotta see to believe
Hand me downs, from the tree to our seeds
Ancestors looking down with a smile for me
So proud, they could hardly keep excitement contained
Sent angels to my dreams, buried darkness away
I’m taking the stage, burying the hatchet today
Digging away, so I can put the pain in the grave
Moving forward, only wanna see you smile for days
Got the game on lock girl, what else can I say
I know you see it
Me and you, late nights, Moesha
Cake walk, straight talk, coming to meet you
In the tall grass, even kissing under the bleachers
With yo tall ass, got me climbing thighs, I need it
Let me fall back, must appreciate all of your features
And it helps that we both overachievers
And you know that I’m starving, ready to eat ya
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All Dogs Go to Heaven
01:52
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If all dawgs go to Heaven, ima pray for mine
Need all my brothers, present round Christmas time
Orbiting the home, tryna see which presents mine
If all dawgs go to Heaven, ima pray for mine
Need all my brothers, present round Christmas time
Orbiting the home, tryna see which presents mine
This the night life, visiting the other side
Ain’t no calming down, attitudes just might arise
And if they feel a way, put emotion to the side
I’m in the back, so you can treat me like an antonym
Visions from the front of the hemi engine that’s passing them
And I ain’t even slowing it down, I see the world from the shoulder
I’m tryna cross over, I’m tryna get a bit older
You think the world owe me, look at its true intentions
They always got my brothers stuck cooking in the kitchen
We do’em viscous, we moving visions
We tryna change for the better, no intermission
No intuition, this all motive
If this the way that the world change it’s all over, I seen the world hang
I seen the world tame
Then wild out in the worst way, reacting to the first flame
Make it then I part fate, this is what I might say
Changing cause they met competition, that’s where they might glaze
And I’m just tryna run with the bands, full sprint
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