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standby - lez pop lyrics

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lez pop!

run me my sh*t!
yeah, these reparations i’m owed
are designated in heavy plated layers of gold
we patiently stalled and waited in the caves and the borrows
the less that we saw is lost with no esscense of hope

f*ck that!
i ain’t waiting for these crackers to pay me
i’m posted up on the moldy blocks with hatchets and ratchets
and the fact that i’m black, they call me backwards and savage
but all i’m trying to do is survive this madness it’s crazy

sh*t is designed, it was carefully crafted
to put despair in the black kids, everywhere on the atlas
anywhere that they at, they preparing the damage
i see this sh*t like man i’m just scared that it’s happening

(oh, yeah)

run me up!
i want jewels food gold
some cool new soles and huge b00b job
as you do i ain’t taking the half
i want it all don’t make me stick up ya place on me dog
i want it all!

(money)

if you’re an ally, run me my money
tired of doing sh*t for free (for free)
our guys gotta save some green for the t
non*cis girls need a bag, she’s a queen

(where’s the money?)
(money)
(where’s the money? where’s the money?)

at my show you pulled up with nothing but
cigarette b*tts, not even five bucks
couldn’t even give two f*cks that daddy bought you a new truck
how you call that good luck but then vacation in cuba?
you think they bust this p*ssy open for free?
no, i paid in cash, and then i got my degree
say that you’re an ally
but my sisters are dying and you’re stuck on standby

standby, standby

run me up!
new soles (standby)
b00b job
taking the half (standby)
place on me dog

(where’s the money?)

if you’re an ally, run me my money
tired of doing sh*t for free (for free)
our guys gotta save some green for the t
non*cis girls need a bag, she’s a queen

(where’s the money? money?)
(where’s the money? for free)
(where’s the money? money)
(where’s the money? money)
(where’s the money? money)
where’s the money?

reparations i’m owed
layers of gold
caves and the borrows
no essence of hope

crackers to pay me
hatchets and ratchets
backwards and savage
madness it’s crazy

carefully crafted
despair with the black kids
everywhere on the atlas
anywhere that they at
preparing the damage

run me up!
food, gold
new soles, b00b job
taking the half, facing you dog

- lez pop lyrics

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