Chappelle Free
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I took shrooms, the closest I felt to suicide
Covered all my mirrors, was forced to reflect on who am I
Demons had got brought up, was cryin' my eyes and balled up
While dancin' to Tame Impala
And everything made sense for that four and a half of hours, really, though
Tryna live life for the minimal, only spend money on moments
And make sure my homies and niggas are in this hoe, I gotta know who to trust
Because the world is a bubble, rather have friends, wouldn't bust
Would you have the strength to walk away from 50 million
Knowing you got bills to pay, a family, yeah, a wife and children?
I'm not even sure if I honestly got the answer yet
I just hope I'm Dave Chappelle free when they hand the check
Lately, I value goin' for walks and callin' people to talk
I treat my circumstances as if it all was my fault
'Cause it pro'ly is
Lately, it's becomin' more obvious
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Simplifyin' some things, I be overthinkin' my dreams
I be overflowin' with hope, I be under pressure like sinks
What's the point of tryna be great if it doesn't feel great to me?
I was in my prime like a ape, but I chose to branch from the tree
For my sanity, callin' my family
My mother feels so alone, I'm 'bout to have a niece
I don't even see my first home with all my priorities
I spoke with the oracle, but I didn't feel more at ease, yeah
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I took shrooms, the closest I felt to suicide
Covered all my mirrors, was forced to reflect on who am I
Demons had got brought up, was cryin' my eyes and balled up
While dancin' to Tame Impala
And everything made sense for that four and a half of hours, really, though
Tryna live life for the minimal, only spend money on moments
And make sure my homies and niggas are in this hoe, I gotta know who to trust
Because the world is a bubble, rather have friends, wouldn't bust
Would you have the strength to walk away from 50 million
Knowing you got bills to pay, a family, yeah, a wife and children?
I'm not even sure if I honestly got the answer yet
I just hope I'm Dave Chappelle free when they hand the check
Lately, I value goin' for walks and callin' people to talk
I treat my circumstances as if it all was my fault
'Cause it pro'ly is
Lately, it's becomin' more obvious
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Simplifyin' some things, I be overthinkin' my dreams
I be overflowin' with hope, I be under pressure like sinks
What's the point of tryna be great if it doesn't feel great to me?
I was in my prime like a ape, but I chose to branch from the tree
For my sanity, callin' my family
My mother feels so alone, I'm 'bout to have a niece
I don't even see my first home with all my priorities
I spoke with the oracle, but I didn't feel more at ease, yeah
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox that don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
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Writer(s): Kevin Leslie Theodore
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