SI BLEU (feat. B.LIN)

44, President
You're 44 years old?
44,44
Give him some change man
Yo, you tasted the Madd?
My brother! My Bro
That shit bussin?
Yea, it peels off easier on this
You don't like it?
My Bro, My Bro!
Nigga eat it!
What you mean, I thought it was for us?
Alright you my brotha!
Merci beaucoup bonne ami!
Ohhh this is amazing!
That shit good?
Thank you
Thank you!
Bruh, did you eat... On this?
Fucking drowned this shit

They told us to go back to Africa
I told em we just came back
If you don't want us here anymore
Fine just say that
That doesn't mean we gon leave
If we could supersede we'd succeed
We the super seeds, that grew into trees
Grew up in the streets and grew industries
It's a matter of fact for our factory's
Built faculty's from our faculties
So don't be casual about our casualties
by police chief or a chief Keef
Wade in the water its knee deep
We not salty as we could be
Reparations ain't costly as it should be
Repatriation just a way up out the hood G (Take out "G")
Goji berries, cashews and a good tea
Couple visits to the beach it's been a good week
The sun setting over the Atlantic
Is everything I wish you could see

On the west coast like snoop
Long Beach, C's Blue
Restaurants on the ocean
Serve the best seafood
Merci Beaucoup
Thank God for the view
Found peace in a seashell
I want the same for you
On the west coast like snoop
Long Beach, C's Blue
Restaurants on the ocean
Serve the best seafood
Merci Beaucoup
Thank God for the view
Found peace in a seashell
I want the same for you

They told us to go back to Africa
I should've asked em what country
Their theories of evolution are bananas
Our ancestors wasn't no monkeys
Word to Charlamagne the Elohim
Wise men won't submit to a donkey
A nigga is what a nigga does
Prolly a nigga that taught me
Prolly a nigga who caught me
The same niggas who bought me
No different from them niggas who shot me
I am Amaud Arbery
Slavery was armed robbery
Niggas don't got no color
Niggas so got damn stubborn
Niggas gon drown everytime if niggas don't got each other
Niggas don't got no summer
It's a rainy season or it's dry season
Niggas hot year around
Crabs try and climb up out the pot
All the other crabs tear em down
Crabs ain't suppose to be in pots
So seeing something different is profound

On the west coast like snoop
Long Beach, C's Blue
Restaurants on the ocean
Serve the best seafood
Merci Beaucoup
Thank God for the view
Found peace in a seashell
I want the same for you
On the west coast like snoop
Long Beach, C's Blue
Restaurants on the ocean
Serve the best seafood
Merci Beaucoup
Thank God for the view
Found peace in a seashell
I want the same for you

Told us to go back to Africa
Told us to go back to Africa



Credits
Writer(s): Charleston Parham
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