Target (The Return of the Jedi)
Yeah, ain't got much love left
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
Aye
Know I'm finna hit my target, aye
Hear the swish, yeah we balling, aye
You ain't got drive, you carless, aye
Oh, you got drive? We'll park it
Remember sparking black and milds in the parking lot
We was steady going wild, tryna dodge the opps
Had ten toes in it
We was concrete swimming
Everyday we was scrapping
Three out of five times, I was winning
Never let them haters get to me
They approach and I swerve (Skirrr)
Try to X me out of my history and I make you bite that curb (Oooo)
Ain't got much love left
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
Heard you tryna ride the wave but you finna get too nauseous
Matter fact, you'll prolly drown with your lungs filled with water
I'm from Baltimore, baby, where it's everyday slaughter
All the pain and hate we harbor
Aye
RIP to all my hittas
Won't compromise the vision
Trump got these racist wyling
Peace and love the only mission
Piece together all my feelings and make something ill with it
Hope you can appreciate it
But don't try to medicate it
Cause they want us all sedated
(That's why I)
Ain't got much love left
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return of the jedi
With red eyes
Lurking in the moonlight, in pursuit of dead guys
Yeah
Those who said I couldn't do it wanted me to fail
Those who said I wouldn't do it didn't know me well
And well
I'm just a man with no plan
And a mic in my hand
See the scams and I duck em quick
Yeah
I got some dreams, got some fam
Want you all to understand I got a billion on my bucket list
Yeah
I got some building on my bucket list
The night's calling
I'm night walking, I'm making trips
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
Aye
Know I'm finna hit my target, aye
Hear the swish, yeah we balling, aye
You ain't got drive, you carless, aye
Oh, you got drive? We'll park it
Remember sparking black and milds in the parking lot
We was steady going wild, tryna dodge the opps
Had ten toes in it
We was concrete swimming
Everyday we was scrapping
Three out of five times, I was winning
Never let them haters get to me
They approach and I swerve (Skirrr)
Try to X me out of my history and I make you bite that curb (Oooo)
Ain't got much love left
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
Heard you tryna ride the wave but you finna get too nauseous
Matter fact, you'll prolly drown with your lungs filled with water
I'm from Baltimore, baby, where it's everyday slaughter
All the pain and hate we harbor
Aye
RIP to all my hittas
Won't compromise the vision
Trump got these racist wyling
Peace and love the only mission
Piece together all my feelings and make something ill with it
Hope you can appreciate it
But don't try to medicate it
Cause they want us all sedated
(That's why I)
Ain't got much love left
You right to watch your step
Put the city on my back
And a target all on my chest
Yeah
When it comes to this, we flawless
Mean muggin, still look gorgeous
Aiming straight for the sky
Know I'm finna hit my target
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return, of the jedi, jedi, jedi
It's the return of the jedi
With red eyes
Lurking in the moonlight, in pursuit of dead guys
Yeah
Those who said I couldn't do it wanted me to fail
Those who said I wouldn't do it didn't know me well
And well
I'm just a man with no plan
And a mic in my hand
See the scams and I duck em quick
Yeah
I got some dreams, got some fam
Want you all to understand I got a billion on my bucket list
Yeah
I got some building on my bucket list
The night's calling
I'm night walking, I'm making trips
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Writer(s): Malcolm Maurice
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