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black - patty_honcho lyrics

[verse one]
black like an off tv, it’s harder to be free
you getting sauced off cheap weed
we get massages with tea tree
exhausted we need sleep but caught up in all the weak tweets
how come the media got y’all heated up on a mean streak
i eat beats my only nutrition got my flow in fruition
we going through sickness they don’t care cause i’m owing tuition
she holding for friction, shawty hot as the stove in the kitchen
i owe her attention your squad hit it and your bro think you simping
we gon make it, yea that’s a common theme
i knew a xanny hеad that’ll drive miles to find a bean
thеy got on mask and empty hollows they call it halloween
i prolly gotta leave this city and go to egypt if i wanna find a queen
i bet you can’t outrap em, i bet you can outcap him
should i color dreads and tat my face will that sh*t make me platinum

[verse two]
black like it’s 2 in the morning y’all knew from performance
that dude was just warming up time to improve with the moment
azul shoes color of crip flags, we moving weight i need a big bag
you losing weight? don’t need no slim fast
they supply the sh*t that f*ck the environment
but f*ck we gon do without a scholarship?
i’m tired of it this sh*t beyond
me, i’m just thinking bout the carribeans
and how i’m still your best like i was giveon
bars stronger than olympians
you changed up like vivian
i don’t understand why i got to sit in slums
i’m eating b*tch you get the crumbs
i know rowdy n*ggas that wanna get the guns
i just wanna be studied by shakespeareans
i’m really young
22 going on 23
i thought of being locked up when he asked if i wanna ki
[verse 3]
life is f*cked up but you need the battle
when i get the bag i’ma stay far away from celina powell
y’all n*ggas evil, sh*t y’all need a chapel
this sh*t too deep it’s beneath the gravel
copy my mystique and my swag too
dropping gems because it’s only right
i know a shooter that’s on bullsh*t like coby white
that n*gga lost a couple ms like he was obie trice
he k!lled a pastor and robbed a priest that sh*t was a holy night
i know a couple folk who made the news
sick in the head and i swear that sh*ts not debatable
now they in a place where them n*ggas’ll take your shoes
and ya commissary is worth more than your word so i guess you could say you food
who evers elected they gon say you hitler
greyhound from jersey to philly i feel like a 76er

[outro]
black like my ancestry i won’t let no man test me
it’s clandestine, like 1 on 1 n0body can check me
i hand blessings to ones who deserve it come to your purpose
it’s fun when you learning yourself cause to be dumb’s a disservice
i run to discernment i judge well so listen to me when i come tell
senses is stronger than dumb bells, you want sh*lls?
that request sounds like messages from twelve
sh*t no wonder why you smoking cigars while n*ggas puff ls

- patty_honcho lyrics

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