Edutainment (Bonus)
Dear irresponsible society
Here's a higher me
A burning diary, and like sobriety checks
They tryna stop a man with melanin
Come on son, I'm in light
Like the family of Edison
Well dog we got to fight back
True, hit them where it hurt
Cripple pockets, we got options
You ever heard of mental shopping?
Guess not, till then it's petshops
Full of lions, that don't know that they lions
Look in the mirror, no self reflection
Or introspection but protected by the opinions of others, I understand I'ma lover
But it's another, another
They expect me to care for expectations
While my mind racing? Well overlap me
It's my life, and guess who's the papa nigga
Young scrappy nigga, this that love and hip hop shit
Look
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I'm trying to be, I'm trying to be, hold on, hold on
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I got to be, you got to be
In tune with the infinite
Got to stack these dividends
Less talk more living it
Move like reciprocals
Can't stop flipping it
We tryna live that Fab life
Our names they gone chip at it
Like woodpeckers still I wish them better
Cause I'm doing better
I and mama better than before, and now we need more
Vaca's, payday's, vaca's, payday's
And I know them days is coming
My engine is running
Yeah y'all like that bird talk
But these niggas is humming
Fucking mockingbirds
I will be heard where's the cattle?
Aw yeah, headed to the light, exiting the shadows
Seattle, I'm on my beast mode
Shaking these people, still in they sleep clothes
Only driven off the ego, this for the spirit
This is here for the higher learning niggas
Trying to stay coherent
Aye nigga do you hear this?
Guess not till then I save the petshops
I got nothing but time, nothing but time
Look
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I'm trying to be, I'm trying to be, hold on, hold on
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I got to be, you got to be
In tune with the infinite
Here's a higher me
A burning diary, and like sobriety checks
They tryna stop a man with melanin
Come on son, I'm in light
Like the family of Edison
Well dog we got to fight back
True, hit them where it hurt
Cripple pockets, we got options
You ever heard of mental shopping?
Guess not, till then it's petshops
Full of lions, that don't know that they lions
Look in the mirror, no self reflection
Or introspection but protected by the opinions of others, I understand I'ma lover
But it's another, another
They expect me to care for expectations
While my mind racing? Well overlap me
It's my life, and guess who's the papa nigga
Young scrappy nigga, this that love and hip hop shit
Look
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I'm trying to be, I'm trying to be, hold on, hold on
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I got to be, you got to be
In tune with the infinite
Got to stack these dividends
Less talk more living it
Move like reciprocals
Can't stop flipping it
We tryna live that Fab life
Our names they gone chip at it
Like woodpeckers still I wish them better
Cause I'm doing better
I and mama better than before, and now we need more
Vaca's, payday's, vaca's, payday's
And I know them days is coming
My engine is running
Yeah y'all like that bird talk
But these niggas is humming
Fucking mockingbirds
I will be heard where's the cattle?
Aw yeah, headed to the light, exiting the shadows
Seattle, I'm on my beast mode
Shaking these people, still in they sleep clothes
Only driven off the ego, this for the spirit
This is here for the higher learning niggas
Trying to stay coherent
Aye nigga do you hear this?
Guess not till then I save the petshops
I got nothing but time, nothing but time
Look
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I'm trying to be, I'm trying to be, hold on, hold on
Word from my nigga Quan in these hard times
You got to be what you trying to see my nigga
I got to be, you got to be
In tune with the infinite
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Hunter
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