Embracing
Yeah, uh, ayy
im at the range, I wanna see where my aim is
Yeah, im at the range, I wanna see where my aim is
Yeah, embracing, yeah, embracing
The time I'm facing, the damage is done
I once told myself that I already won
Although it's true, I ain't done
Protect my other side from living in the slums
No stylist, we was living like bums
And we the ones that you decided to fuck over
To tell the truth, man, we ain't have enough closure
The world should be a fair playing ground
All you ever do is play around
The rule of thumb that's keeping people like me down
I'm loading three rounds, yeah these demons toast
Get jelly from the ones that choose to do the most
Keeping faith to a system that's keeping niggas ghost.
Separates the true role from its destination.
Key over your head, they turned my nemesis
but your never wrong excuses, limitless
And it's the people we was raised by
You get to finally meet your son, so say hi
Now bye
Ayy, hold your head young king
Hold your head young king
Now bye
Ayy, yo
Don't make no motherfuckin' sense
Now
Hold your head young king
Don't make no motherfuckin' sense
Now
New age, a new beginning in stages
I'm at the range, I wanna see what my aim is
Different places, seeing familiar faces
You can leave, but the spirit don't go away
Like it's here to stay, until you deal with it
Like a father to his kid, but say you still miss it
Enough running round, now he playing full-court
You turn a simple situation to a whole sport
What you on scored, travel, exotic resort
Came back home graded to make a report
You get an A plus for the fact she came around
We get an F for the way that shit was going down
Became depressed then, now she let her body go
And anybody with some weed get a starring role
this how you grieve, what you perceive it, gotta go
Used to walk around pure, living heart of gold
Now it's heart of cold
Ayy
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Now bye
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Now bye
Yeah
Don't make no motherfucking sense
Damn
Damn
Yeah
Don't make no motherfucking sense
Damn
Yeah
im at the range, I wanna see where my aim is
Yeah, im at the range, I wanna see where my aim is
Yeah, embracing, yeah, embracing
The time I'm facing, the damage is done
I once told myself that I already won
Although it's true, I ain't done
Protect my other side from living in the slums
No stylist, we was living like bums
And we the ones that you decided to fuck over
To tell the truth, man, we ain't have enough closure
The world should be a fair playing ground
All you ever do is play around
The rule of thumb that's keeping people like me down
I'm loading three rounds, yeah these demons toast
Get jelly from the ones that choose to do the most
Keeping faith to a system that's keeping niggas ghost.
Separates the true role from its destination.
Key over your head, they turned my nemesis
but your never wrong excuses, limitless
And it's the people we was raised by
You get to finally meet your son, so say hi
Now bye
Ayy, hold your head young king
Hold your head young king
Now bye
Ayy, yo
Don't make no motherfuckin' sense
Now
Hold your head young king
Don't make no motherfuckin' sense
Now
New age, a new beginning in stages
I'm at the range, I wanna see what my aim is
Different places, seeing familiar faces
You can leave, but the spirit don't go away
Like it's here to stay, until you deal with it
Like a father to his kid, but say you still miss it
Enough running round, now he playing full-court
You turn a simple situation to a whole sport
What you on scored, travel, exotic resort
Came back home graded to make a report
You get an A plus for the fact she came around
We get an F for the way that shit was going down
Became depressed then, now she let her body go
And anybody with some weed get a starring role
this how you grieve, what you perceive it, gotta go
Used to walk around pure, living heart of gold
Now it's heart of cold
Ayy
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Now bye
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Hold your head young queen
Now bye
Yeah
Don't make no motherfucking sense
Damn
Damn
Yeah
Don't make no motherfucking sense
Damn
Yeah
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