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• Artiste: Jean Grae
• Titre: Gold Purple Orange
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If you two-wheel and tryna chill, get a kickstand Everybody gettin' money had a game plan Every truth seeker dropped by a hit man Everybody alt-right gotta be white Everybody disagree gotta be wrong Everybody black dick gotta be long Every mixtape dropped gotta be free Everybody from the hood gotta be G Everything in the news gotta be real, right? Every Jew, golden rule, gotta save bills Every young nigga gotta be a deadbeat daddy Every independent lady attitude trashy Anybody ain't lit gotta be old If you dressed like that you gotta wanna fuck If I got locs, then I gotta stay blowed And if it ain't fronto it gotta be a blunt And if I gotta cop squared, why they gotta be Ports Either keep it real or you Unc' Tom buggin' If two ain't the same, why one gotta be broke? You can play the game, I ain't gotta be nothin' For you, but me From the head nappy to feet Can't hurry somethin' so complete Took time like duck confit If spaceships too far from your reach It's weightless way down in the deep, yeah You ain't 'bout to have me lose no sleep 'cause I'm grindin' You ain't 'bout to see me snoozin', no sleep Same time, man Young girl, side ponytail, thrift store garb Frizzy hair, bookworm, but street smart Immigrant children watchin' Buckwheat late night Listen to Depeche Mode, Big Audio-o Dynamite Identity crisis, coming later, vices Are coming even later, prices for a life lived Without life built, for the right price, guilt 'Cause you can be the things they say to be and get killed With difficulty comes learnin' Where typically those less exposed to those burdens Can flourish without knowin' themselves Without growin' themselves, without the moments of doubt Moments of bells all ringin', singin', low self-esteem Jean walk a hundred feet tall, walk mean Talk obscene, craw guffaw, cross scenes Never cross on the green, 'cause I ain't got to be nothing for you but me (but me) From my 3B down to feet (to feet) Can't fathom how it's so complete (complete) Take ya time like duck confit (ahh shit) Spaceships, they ain't never out of reach (outta reach) I'm up high and down, down the deep (down deep) You ain't bout to have me losin' no sleep, 'cause I'm grindin' You ain't bout to see me snoozin', no sleep Same time, man For the 10 feet short Hunnid degrees cold Ridin' high on summit low Mighty weak, light as stone Pretty ugly, faded glow Hold on tight, I'm letting go One million dollars poor Live to die, dyin' to grow For the 10 feet short Hundred degrees cold Ridin' high on summit low Mighty weak, light as stone Pretty ugly, faded glow Hold on tight, I'm letting go One million dollars poor Live to die, dyin' to grow For the 10 feet short Hundred degrees cold Ridin' high on summit low Mighty weak, light as stone Pretty ugly, faded glow Hold on tight, I'm letting go One million dollars poor Live to die, dyin' to grow For the 10 feet short Hundred degrees cold Ridin' high on summit low Mighty weak, light as stone Pretty ugly, faded glow Hold on tight, I'm letting go One million dollars poor Live to die, dyin' to grow Hold on tight, I'm letting go Hold on tight, I'm letting go Hold on tight, I'm letting go Hold on tight, I'm letting go