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[verse 1: marlon craft]
somebody tell sway he don’t got enough fingers for me
found love in music and held it tight like a singers tummy
livin’ lovely
different companies want me
i’m in different company now
but i’m indifferent cuz money could never interrupt me
corporations wanna sign me ‘cuz i wage a war with words
but can’t no halliburton label profit off my courage
this ain’t for show man i came to grow ima take you with me
gave cpr to my city so your clap backs could never match the applause that they give me
trust, i ain’t switching up
whole team on my back pack the compet-tion up
listen up
i’m blessin’ the booth like my verse a confession
tryna keep it real in a world where truth is perception
this what a legend sound like before they a legend
won’t see lives wasted by anymore of brethren
their self-worth inflated they can’t afford their reflection
and they still my brothers but had to son em call it incestuous
i’m just tryna make a difference
cuz schools they sit us in make consumers instead of citizens
instruments for the dividends, an orchestra for capital
music to the ears of the ones who call it impractical
to fight for somethin’ more then the world we given and asked to love
where they condition you neurotic and then p-ss you drugs
i always knew i’d make it out the dark
i’m goin back in to lead em out cuz now i have the spark

[verse 2: radamiz]
i know famous people that are homeless
i know the poorest people that are focused
tried to make the gap sound cool and call it gizap
bring ny back like kristaps with the rizaps
trust fund rappers glorifying every trizzap
b-tch i’m tryna feed my soul
you just verified on twitter
b-tch i’m tryna feed my soul
you just swipe right on tinder
you dress like you still wet the bed, i get ahead when i recollect
with the goat’s i go to neck to neck
couple necklaces, that’s just ornaments
they forfeit, their ident-ty for fraudulence
life is a gift not a tournament
that ny ny royalty
still ain’t pay my phone bill this month
so mothaf-cka i can’t call it quits yo peep so
the flow’s, got some medical issues
so i guess the shows, disability checks
was too young for thrones, now that p-b-rty hit
i go claim the gold, and share it all with my set
run dat run dat run dat run dat
run dat, run dat, run dat
i’m with shadow making shadows out the fakest
i knew oswin, when none of us were famous
god’s the judge and intentions be the plaintiff
radamiz if you couldn’t say the name it
took years in the making – to blow up overnight
insomnia the whole time
saw myself here since like ’09
i talk better in music than conversations
the music still feel like a conversation
one look at my squad like the constellations
i k!ll a hater with work ethic
i’m living proof you can make it too
i go make sure you ain’t heard better
i go do this for fam, they don’t know much english but the truth got a translator
me or that weak sh-t, the ultimatum
treat the tracklist like an affidavit
peep my blessings with a calculator
add it up, add it up, add it up
when you don’t let em use you, get mad as f-ck
you put out trash sh-t and be glad as f-ck
the real ones rejoice when the data comes
i popped a wheelie on a challenger
1000 somethin’ on my calendar
no days off when you the p-ssenger
when god chauffeur you through the m-ssacre

[chorus: angelo mota]
hit me when i’m high
only wanna hit me when i’m low
they don’t wanna try
b-tch i had to/ get it on my own
only want to get it when i’m high
never when i’m low
always wanna/ see me when i’m high
never wanna see me when i’m low
wanna be alone
never when it/ seems i’m getting by
really though i think i wanna go
don’t feel strong, so whenever i be/ feeling that i’m high, always scared i’m really going low
even when i’m high
i can throw my/ feelings in the sky
pray they never drop cause i’m a boy
couldn’t even cry
i would hit a/ ceiling when i’m high
always gotta bring me to the low
couldn’t even see it with my eye/
really gotta know, is you only in it for the highs

[verse 3: angelo mota]
changing my pallet
i never say this with malice
i got this sh-t on a/ balancing act like a ballet
sole of my shoes got a callus
boy that’s a talent/
labels see me as a package
i can make the present and i can rap it
i can take/ the present day as a challenge
i ain’t had the time to lay in a hammock
hating is/ rampant
stay in your carriage
say that my range doesn’t span the atlantic
same ones who/ speak on my name in italics
bump my records wit they parents and turn into parrots you/ should be embarr-ssed for sleeping but f-ck it
i let em burn wit the mattress
i turned to a/ savage
21 until the casket
i took the coal and i turned it to karats/
made of the pots and the pans that i bang wit the mallets
and if i’m more famous than average
i’m/ keeping my heart on my sleeve
get the keys to the palace and leave it with khaled
i peeped an im/balance
you basic by the ph too
or if we getting scientific like ch2
and when i/ step in the building you know i’m burning it down
i think we/ need ac in the dj booth

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