No Lie

Up all night
Tryna get right
Champion my inner wolf
1985ish
Mike Fox tip
Remote channel shit
My broadcast will ever-last
Box pass
Peep the stance
Hello, big dance
March madness
Scoring evident
My stats prevalent
Who could stop the kid
Carolina Salt
This Salt Carolina
I own this state
CEO and Father
Denied you for years
Never wiped a tear
Deadbeat of the year
Forgive me for my fear
I feared to claim home
A place unknown
The Villes very own
For nine years strong
I grew and moved
Closer to my roots
My parents birthplace
But fuck it, this one state
One Carolina
She's my happy place

On and on and on
(We on)
We the chosen ones
(The chosen ones)
The crown is for the takin'
(The takin')
Shots up please hold the chaser
(Hold the chaser)
No lie I'm never fakin'
(Never fakin')
No lie I'm never fakin'
(Never fakin')
Gold chains & 40 acres
We kings in the makin'

Forever in debt to ya
I'll always check for ya
This the bank
Deposit my faith
Belief in we
Southern my speech
Talk that talk
Own our faults
Wrongs we ensue
Slavery was cruel
Segregated schools
Who made the rules
Division of people
I thought we all equal
No math shit
Kill politics
Democracy flawed
I'll never vote again
Too many snakes
Elections are fake
Bonds unkept
Front door terror
Yea, it's whatever
War at home
A sad love song
Yea, color hate
Call a spade a spade
Uh, all right, ok
Bullshit
Dark ass days
Thick pigment chicks that everyone craves

On and on and on
(We on)
We the chosen ones,
(The chosen ones)
The crown is for the takin'
(The takin')
Shots up please hold the chaser
(Hold the chaser)
No lie I'm never fakin'
(Never fakin')
No lies I'm never fakin'
(Never fakin')
Gold chains & 40 acres
We kings in the makin'



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Writer(s): Alex Salters
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