Wallflower

Dug it out the core
You dig? Nigga jig is up
Judge it out the door
Two cigs, my shit lit lit
Got it out the top drawer
Lock jaw, that rap
Laps on my Fitbit
Budget out the floor for the payback
Owe you niggaz one king
Rugged out the raw for the "save that, fuck a play back"
I know the pocket like the back of my hand does
One take that niggaz
And son hate wack niggaz
Look, I'm nice with the draw, no flaws
Yeah you get the picture perfect
Tug it out the war strife
Glad I got my peace here
Stuck to my guns like
All you got is one life
Thug it out couture stripes

Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Mmh, Yeah
Dreaming of the soft life, soft life
But dreaming ain't enough bro you gotta chase
Mmh, Yeah
Even if it costs life, it costs life
All power to the most high
Wallflower won't you, wallflower won't you
Stop clinging to the wall
Let go and let God
Mmh, guluva for himself
Unkulunkulu for us all



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