Wagwan

Yo
It's DZ, Trip Jacket Mafia
Shoutout Respect on the beat
Just some shit I was thinking about

Wagwan to my people
In the city
Doing my best
But they still ain't fucking with me
People these days
Doing anything for fifty
Thousand followers
Like it really make 'em happy
People getting covid sick
It so nasty
I just wanna live in peace
So don't ask me
If I got a vaccination
Walk past me
Really got me feeling safer
Yeah, hardly
Looking around
I see a lot of mistreatment
Social class weaponised
But they ain't seeing
Everything I talk about
Just wasted breath
Virus going around
Is a lack of ego death
Justice
Saying every chick is blessed
Fat, black, white, skinny
Big or smaller chest
Unless you can afford
To pay for it
Changing how you look
In the hopes of more respect
Anyway, you just do what you want
I don't care that much
I just think it's odd that's all
Talking like they really know it all
On a tiny rock heated up by a giant ball
Of fire and gas
Say it a aloud and it atrracts
If only the world would learn that
Maybe be a better place
But that's that

Sick of going out
To all of these parties
Seeing everyone just act
Like they buddies
Everybody stuck in their heads
They just wanting
Everybody interested
In their story
They ain't really gon'
Care about you
Soon as they go home
They onto something new
Spilt drink on your shirt
Oh, what a goose
Think about it 'til the day
You're old and skin is pruned
Only one thinking abouts it
Really you
Live your whole life
Thinking spotlight
Is on you
Main character
Doing all the truth
Do right in a world
So led askew
Tell me what I think is wrong
Abbie Chatfields
Know the best for life of all
If you disagree at all
Not deserving of the land
You walking on
Oh really?
Says who?
You watching six o'clock news
Everybody only really seeking
Truth
With the same information
Provided by suits
Everybody got a phone
In their back pocket
Not supporting any slaves
But it's Apple profit
Says me I wrote this on Samsung
But I won't post
In hopes to cure cancer
Trust me if your justice served
A lot of luxury be taken from this earth
That's why I'm outside
Just with the birds
Cause they don't talk
About shit they didn't deserve
Everybody feel sorry for themself
You can make this
Heaven or a hell
Thw tortoise only coming out his shell
To realise nobody wish him well
So I stay inside
Keeping to myself
Kill my vibe
Get a life
Don't hit on my cell
Rather be left alone
If you couldn't tell
Anything that you bring
I don't really feel
I can sing
All the ways
That i'm feeling shilled
But I stopped caring
When I took the red pill
So I talk
If you listen I don't care still
Doing this just cause I got time to kill in



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Zardain
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