Ducks

Head back chest full
Purple haze gorilla glue
Light skin female
Top down beautiful
No cut my bride
Soft touch small size
Frank O never die
Keep telling me lies
Police with their guns pointing up too high
Two heli-choppers draw a circle in my sky
Shine lights too bright
Light it up, urban crime
If they find you
Know
Troubles never far behind
If they find you
Know
Trouble makes a master mind
When it's time to, they gon' make your brother stand in line
If inclined to
Recognize the signs of our time
I'll remind you
A dollar pays the way to make a dime
And thats fine too
I just think it's funny that we're dying
While we're trying to get all of our ducks in a line
So self absorbed
Emotionally involved
To take a step back
Maybe take a look at it all

Sun shines on my rock and gold
Twenty four carat luck oh lord
Heavens gon' save my heart from y'all
But let me hit this rock once more
Sun shines on my rock and gold
Twenty four carat luck oh lord
Heavens gon' save my heart from y'all
But let me hit this rock once more



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Durden
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