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Vanity

 

Vanity

(album: HEATHEN - 2020)


Hold on, hold on, hold on
Ayy, oh, ayy, oh, hey, oh, c'mon
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Say what? Ayy, Say what? Oh, ayy, oh
Yeah, woah, woah

I told my momma as-salamu, I'm a make it and never forget her
Stacking bread and stacking the cheddar
Who woulda known I would have traveled over writing letters
Who woulda known I would have a job making these instrumentals, yeah, woah
Some days are better than others
I know I was the shoulder for the tears of my mother
This around the time when my parent's divorced
Same time when my faith finally taking course, yeah
My biggest fear is losing my wife and all my Christians heroes, yeah they cheated once or twice
Making me think if I'm next inline
If my light gon' shine? Do my eyes go blind?
I know the devil wanna the sign that's on my name
Growing up, trying to find my way
I'm just tryna dodge the flames
I been getting tied away, I'm tryna wait

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Do you ever see inside?
Do you ever see inside?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Do you ever see inside?
Do you ever see inside? See inside

Yeah, woah, woah, I told my people that the root of evil is the love of mullah
Gems of wisdom in my head, you can ask the jeweler
I had to get it through my thick skull, Momma
Before the snakes slithering, gotta dug Medusa, usa
Why we do God, we gotta lose uh
And from the jump, I was trying not to be a nuisance
Who dat? Who dat? The heathen that was lost then found
Yeah, yeah, I had an episode, yeah, I had enough
Hope they understand my words at the Dove's, yeah
You thought that went crazy on the keyboard
'Til you see me with the homies at the front door
Got it, Timmy Timmy, we gon' eat
Hope it ain't the last supper that we gon' feast
They tryna to kill like Jesus at 33
I hope they see me as the brother not the enemy

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Ayy, oh, ayy, oh, hey, oh, c'mon
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Ayy, oh, ayy, oh

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Do you ever see inside?
Do you ever see inside?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Do you ever see inside?
Do you ever see inside? See inside

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