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V.O.T.Y
Dj Clen
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New faces and new places, conversations unfamiliar
I'm done waiting for changes, bonds breaking, don't claim me as your familia
And yall see me
I waited for my time, wrist heavy, the flow similar
And my dome filling up with words and more millions
I'm thinking I should get me a Casper, a ghost
Give me one
The road really long, but I got ispillion
Until we on fillet mignon, we still sing along
To Love Yourz
Love yourz
It's a cold world, baby, they take your girl, lay undressed above yours
Til they bouncing off her walls like it's parkour
But we sin with them
Split with them
Sit with them
Financial crisis, we need heaven sent dividends
Poverty-stricken, that's why they kill a man who's better than everyone starving, tell you
It's imperative you listening
You need a man to guide you since they tour us apart
We been tripping, and tripling children in systems that we're given
They predict it like the Simpson, it's giving, they all think ahead
Bigoted billionaires
Who need us to suffer for their entertainment ugghh
Really shameless
I been patient
Been waiting
Need changes
Need saving
I need change
And I need savings
It's that verse of the year feature
But don't compare neither
Paired equals, blind pupils quick to wander Twitter and type "the kid (keid) killed yah"
So be it, if im no longer Able (Abel) to Shephard
Im trusting kane (Cain) to lead em
Unfamiliar existence cause we the rare breathers
Missing piece on your plate got you biting the hand that feeds ya
Reaching for mines they get involved
They putting me on hold when I need em so I had to make the call to cut me off...
Treat em like they dead and gone
My attitude on hoe phase lately im screaming fuck em all
A wise rapper quoted born sinner
These the words that interrupts a hick up
They pray that we don't manage yet my standards got a nigga doing shows paying more than four figures
We gotta eat, that
Im a different breed made me a victim of Ditchony
Rapper's need a portion of my tongue to claim a prodigy
Obviously they bite the dust
Ya'll mimic what I'm spitting that's bond desclosed by disgust, ugghh
I been patient
I been waiting
I been saying
We'll make it
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