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(album: In Gods Body - 2017)


I pray to the God we hit the belly
Could of had the life
They sentence what we selling
Then we stressing
Just another day
Pressure on the
Stove. We've been cheffing
We've been stepping out of chains
We've been flexing
Feel kunta in my kente

If, if you ain't my neighbour
We ain't friendly

We might hit the henny
Till it's empty then plot upon
Your end date

I've been running through
Like kunta kente and
Now my feet I'm tired
But damn I feel live

Just another day
Round the way
I was chilling with my bros
In the cold
Ten toes
On the east side

Get dough with the kinfolk
Endo with the windows down
You know nigga it goes down

Get dough with the kinfolk
Endo with the windows down
You know nigga it goes down

All my niggas coming with me
Dreams and nightmares
My enemy do me Ricky
Finger tips are sticky
From the icky. Smoke
Sound down. I don't
Hit the plug my
Amigos gone keep the loud
Round drums
For my entrance

Feeling like independence
Feeling El presidente
Gleaming you see
My dental. Smiling
I know they hated
Fathers incarcerated
Gallons spill on the pavement
Mana still pray for patients
I still need me some acres

Just another day
Round the way
I was chilling with my bros
In the cold
Ten toes
On the east side

Get dough with the kinfolk
Endo with the windows down
You know nigga it goes down

Get dough with the kinfolk
Endo with the windows down
You know nigga it goes down

I pray to the God we hit the belly
Could of had the life
They sentence what we selling
Then we stressing
Just another day
They sentence what we selling
Then we stressing
Just another day
They sentence what we selling
Then we stressing
Just another day

I feel golden and sanctified
I'll get lost in my sins tonight
Hope the lord forgive me you know
I tried but I feel golden and sanctified
I hope these trees help me sleep tonight
I hope these dreams gimme peace of mind
I'll see tomorrow like I saw tonight because
I feel golden and sanctified

I pray to the God we hit the belly
'Cause all my niggas coming with me

Just another day
Round the way
I was chilling with my bros
In the cold
Ten toes
On the east side...

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