the messenger
Leave it all without you
But if you get this message bitch
You're packing up about to go
God damn, what the fuck
Wake the fuck up
Everything about the swerve
Alright bro, who raised you
Hellos are always first
Women shooting they shot
Only one hit me up this late
That's fine, don't shoot the messenger
It's messy nigga
That's the only castle call requested
I been out that motherfucker for a spell
And now your friends got letters on your head
Like the boy who lived fame is dead
Word play
It's a language in itself
That no one listens to
So spin the plot
Infiltration of the culture
Comes from the realest
And lamest being black
Tip toe so we don't hurt feelings
Seeming whack, it's legacy lynching
And simple shit is what seems to be
What everyone's thinking
So fuck man
Metaphors, simply put
I ain't checking for it
That's a fib
How many nights you been up stalking
People's popular careers
That's lying on you
Am I lying
I am not what they desire bro
I'm trying to grow
How you know
I don't know
Dont discredited messages
Just trying to show you how to glow
Did it all without you
But if you get this message bitch
Im packing up about to
Name
One nigga that need
As bad as I do
Mind your own, still be in the mix
They Asking how you know
Did it all without you
But if you get this message bitch
I'm packing up about to,
Go
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
And I ain't got an ounce of room left to take any messages
You find them isolated like our women
Idols fade while POCs find comfort
In white supremest
Fast life today
It's your advice
Tomorrow life is different
Morals change
Compassion and pride
Is compromising the scrimmage
Sweeping issues under rugs
If it flies it's Aladdin Or Quidditch
Quit it
The mile high club, Ain't it
Not enough grounded niggas
Still rooted by the ways
On how it was founded with us
They wanna replace our goats
With white avatars
To show us how it goes
A lot of us fell for the okie doke
The white holy ghost
Falling for the Hollywood seed
Expecting it holy grown
Scolio-Systemic racism
Not even spineless
They bend it, hide it
With the posture of job interviews
Rappers give me the itch
Faking they locked in with you
Man I can't keep doing it alone
What you want me to do
I promise
This plan is better than bitter boxes
Your gristle lodged in
Or hittin' John's, Just to find a quiet place
Like this shit's the office
It's often you find your own space
Haven let's get it locked in
This year keep fingers pointed at you
And be responsible
Hold yourself to accountable
Drop we all Gucci
To love yourself
And be Luciano
That ice is stupid novelty
Copping it anyway
Niggas been afraid
Mona Lucia
Tempted Titillation
Had you sitting waiting
Like everyone else
To drop like a docs patient
Define what your love is for others later
I'm just the messenger
Just running late
For the open doors
It's cool
Save up every bank
I live off a four for fours and nudes
Go to shows
Don't tell no one else
About the escapades
Discipline regimen
Every day
It may be the niggas
Next to you
Not looking for your
Betterment
Fetishes
Plague
Bed em' in
Letterman sheets
Never let enemies eat
Settle it if there's wax left
They'll all hate you
Fuck em then
You rather hold the convo
For grudges
But not relationships
What would you know of greatness
As the messenger
I don't got no fucking room
Left to take no messages
Leave me the fuck alone
But they tell me to
Shield
It's the messenger
What destiny shows me
No kumbayas
Maktub by winners only
But if you get this message bitch
You're packing up about to go
God damn, what the fuck
Wake the fuck up
Everything about the swerve
Alright bro, who raised you
Hellos are always first
Women shooting they shot
Only one hit me up this late
That's fine, don't shoot the messenger
It's messy nigga
That's the only castle call requested
I been out that motherfucker for a spell
And now your friends got letters on your head
Like the boy who lived fame is dead
Word play
It's a language in itself
That no one listens to
So spin the plot
Infiltration of the culture
Comes from the realest
And lamest being black
Tip toe so we don't hurt feelings
Seeming whack, it's legacy lynching
And simple shit is what seems to be
What everyone's thinking
So fuck man
Metaphors, simply put
I ain't checking for it
That's a fib
How many nights you been up stalking
People's popular careers
That's lying on you
Am I lying
I am not what they desire bro
I'm trying to grow
How you know
I don't know
Dont discredited messages
Just trying to show you how to glow
Did it all without you
But if you get this message bitch
Im packing up about to
Name
One nigga that need
As bad as I do
Mind your own, still be in the mix
They Asking how you know
Did it all without you
But if you get this message bitch
I'm packing up about to,
Go
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
Chill, you wasn't dropping
I'm just a messenger
And I ain't got an ounce of room left to take any messages
You find them isolated like our women
Idols fade while POCs find comfort
In white supremest
Fast life today
It's your advice
Tomorrow life is different
Morals change
Compassion and pride
Is compromising the scrimmage
Sweeping issues under rugs
If it flies it's Aladdin Or Quidditch
Quit it
The mile high club, Ain't it
Not enough grounded niggas
Still rooted by the ways
On how it was founded with us
They wanna replace our goats
With white avatars
To show us how it goes
A lot of us fell for the okie doke
The white holy ghost
Falling for the Hollywood seed
Expecting it holy grown
Scolio-Systemic racism
Not even spineless
They bend it, hide it
With the posture of job interviews
Rappers give me the itch
Faking they locked in with you
Man I can't keep doing it alone
What you want me to do
I promise
This plan is better than bitter boxes
Your gristle lodged in
Or hittin' John's, Just to find a quiet place
Like this shit's the office
It's often you find your own space
Haven let's get it locked in
This year keep fingers pointed at you
And be responsible
Hold yourself to accountable
Drop we all Gucci
To love yourself
And be Luciano
That ice is stupid novelty
Copping it anyway
Niggas been afraid
Mona Lucia
Tempted Titillation
Had you sitting waiting
Like everyone else
To drop like a docs patient
Define what your love is for others later
I'm just the messenger
Just running late
For the open doors
It's cool
Save up every bank
I live off a four for fours and nudes
Go to shows
Don't tell no one else
About the escapades
Discipline regimen
Every day
It may be the niggas
Next to you
Not looking for your
Betterment
Fetishes
Plague
Bed em' in
Letterman sheets
Never let enemies eat
Settle it if there's wax left
They'll all hate you
Fuck em then
You rather hold the convo
For grudges
But not relationships
What would you know of greatness
As the messenger
I don't got no fucking room
Left to take no messages
Leave me the fuck alone
But they tell me to
Shield
It's the messenger
What destiny shows me
No kumbayas
Maktub by winners only
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Writer(s): Naz Slater
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