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nubee mac - highs and lows كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
the highs and lows
my mind’s open but my eyes are closed
cause i been dreaming ’bout my time to blow
they say time flies but now it’s moving kinda slow..

[verse 1: b.chiles]
i’m a young n-gga, old soul, light spirit
head in the clouds, brain storming as i write lyrics
i’m braggadocious, though i’m feeding you slight wisdom
food for thought and a beverage brewed from life’s lemons
seeing nice living when i know i never had it
got me thinking, dreaming bout the ways that i could have it
but the way the system has it, if you black with height that’s average
the only path to living lavish is if you rappin’ or trappin’
and i ain’t tryna slang no pies, i’m tryna fly up out the hood and put my name on skies
tired of these rappers telling them same old lies
like ain’t no pain or cries, don’t act the same online
but n-gga i ain’t changed, i’m the same old guy
been tryna seduce the world and i came on time
and let the devil know, he gets paid no mind
cause it’s philippians 4:13 on mine
ready for the change that obama couldn’t bring us
even if it came, i bet it probably wouldn’t change a, thing
still be the same, white america detains us
with diamond covered nooses to metaphorically hang us
turn on the news, it’s a black n-gga dead
get on the ‘gram, and it’s a quote that a rap n-gga said
talking ’bout the trap, but it’s a trap n-gga
led by the system, just filling up us black n-ggas heads
but not me, like my n-ggas getting married tonight
i’m the best man, view the world from an aerial height
the realest n-gga to not ever fit your stereotype
k!ll the game and put my name on the burial sight

[hook](x2)

[verse 2: justdre]
graduate at 18
hesitant to sleep, even though i have a dream
not worried about no magazine
unless it’s loaded and it’s c-cked and it’s aiming at me
i’m so obstinate that i just can’t forget
that i am the opposite of the people who wish
who wish that i would drop the mic, pull my ones from the sky
and hurt myself until i die
family? they might not cry
friends? don’t need them, tell them bye
love? what is love? you want my heart? i kiss that thang goodbye
my heart is gone, my soul is froze
my mindframe remains cold
pray to god that momma get a home
doing right, tired of doing wrong
9 to 5, but out of 5/9, 9 to 5 won’t remain pr-ne
staying on my knees, gotta be strong
gotta revere, no reverse
you reverse, you might get a he-rs-
i don’t reverse, and don’t go neutral
stay on drive, just like my future
turning on my lights, my life could be so bright
but flies all around tryna dim down my light
something like king might or it just might be midas
turning tracks to gold, if you touch, i be like tyson
biting off your ear, all you rappers cannot hear me
speaking real loud, ain’t no saying you don’t fear me
call me a christian rapper and i just might hurt you dearly
then pray up to god, cause that move was just too silly..

[hook](x2)

- nubee mac

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