Na Fr

Making time for myself
Tried to play me with the cards that they dealt
All this grabba putting scars on my health
Nother notch on my belt
Earned stripes thru the trauma i felt
Sippin slow i ain't show it but it been thru the most
It took a minute just to get in my glow
Love my brothers so i'm letting em know
Wasn't with me so i'm letting you go
Winter was cold
The righteousness depend on ya soul
Fuck with shorty cuz she bold
Phone home in a crisis
Strong melanin i shine when the light hit
Aligned with live niggas timeless
Hear the verse and they rewind it
My reach the widest
See the snakes and they disguises
Peeped the science
Riding, tryna find it
Supreme timing keep me climbing to the peak
Horizon in my reach
When i was young i used to speak
Was taught to teach
Need a few before i leave feel the breeze underneath
My spirit clean
Need the chips and cream
Gotta let it bleed
Gotta let it breathe
Bold lettering
On to better things



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Medhane-alam Olushola
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