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Obama

 

Obama

(アルバム: Free Andy II - 2021)


(We are not as divided as our politics suggest
That we are one people, we are one nation
And together we will begin the next great chapter
(Project...) of the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast, from sea to shining sea
Yes, we can)
Aye, we don't workout
Aye

Riding through traffic off two pills, I feel like Jesus grab the wheel
I made my future and my fate, it's crazy niggas want me killed
In that Falcon, don't need hands when I be driving, I'm on cruise
Breaking rules, niggas capping, Dr. Seuss
And I ain't got no problems if my momma straight
Kill the witness, we gon' put him on First 48
If you see me better holler, back to back in SUV's I heard they think they saw Obama

I can't never trip, I keep it G cause' I know karma
Fell in love with Act but see I never had that pharma
How the fuck I make it here? I came from out them apartments
Hood nigga but I spend that sack on tailored garments
Rocking Palm Angels, drifting I see palm trees
We got flavor, I been different since them tall T's
Rocking Ricky, Fear of God and Philipp Plein [?]
I seen the hardest streets, I slayed the hardest freaks
I hit the city, call my niggas, they bring toolies out
Extended clips and crazy reels, they think the movie's out
Yeah I'm a real Chicago baby but I love the south
I fucked your bitch then sent her back, she need some better mouth
Make a right then hit the hill, we got a crazy crib
Bitches knowing how I'm coming, they see how we live
Pop to Percs and get to smashing, she gon' leave her man
See I forgive but can't forget, I never show my hand

Riding through traffic off two pills, I feel like Jesus grab the wheel
I made my future and my fate, it's crazy niggas want me killed
In that Falcon, don't need hands when I be driving, I'm on cruise
Breaking rules, niggas capping, Dr. Seuss
And I ain't got no problems if my momma straight
Kill the witness, we gon' put him on First 48
If you see me better holler, back to back in SUV's I heard they think they saw Obama

(Thank you, America
God bless you
God bless yourselves)

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