lirik lagu faythful – likwuid
[intro]
i don’t deserve all of your good
i don’t deserve all of your good
i don’t deserve all of your good
[verse 1]
i know i don’t serve you like i should
so many things ain’t where they ‘posed to be
but i’m grateful you keep being good to me
can i… can i get a witness?
at the very least can i kick it?
i know i come off a little too abrasive
conversations are often evasive
maybe it’s my ethic calibration
it’s too orchestrated and quite concentrated
my [?] and i’m too genuine
that’s my tongue condescend because of my melanin
am i arrogant ‘cause i’m never hesitant?
maybe we too african or too american
what happens when you too hood for the ‘burbs?
too sadity for the streets, you get kicked to the curb, word
[chorus 1]
you look like somebody that i seen before
you look like somebody that i would adore
and i’m counting on you
counting on you
save me
[verse 2]
went to the valley to pray
my soul got happy so i stayed all day
came too far, can’t turn back now
my hands got stuck to the gospel cloud
can i… can i get a witness?
at the very least can i kick it?
yes, you can
yes, i am
keep your faith in god
can’t put it in man
trying not to be aggressive or overly passive
never live on my knees
rather be in my casket
a sister graduated third in my class, kid
don’t wanna be the one at the reunion a has*been
unfortune, i’m no token
she is bespoken and a one of one
i’m my own heroine
i don’t need medicine or gin
we transcend all spirits [?] yah
[chorus 1]
you look like somebody that i seen before
you look like somebody that i would adore
and i’m counting on you
counting on you
save me
[verse 3]
follow me down to the jordan stream
your prize awaits, will it be redeemed?
step in the water, is the water too cold?
will it chill your body? will it harm your soul?
will the story of victory be the story never told?
certain things have a price but can’t be sold
black people, take me to your leader
there’s always room for more, even in my two seater
we waitin’ on a savior to walk on water, waitin’ online
who gon’ take our order?
thirst for something better so we tend to over*sip
and got black guilt so we tend to overtip
too jiggaboo, too nincomp**p
so all my kids going hbcu
‘cause my black ain’t black enough, english ain’t good enough
we out of reach and reality out of touch
oh my
[chorus 1]
counting on you
save me
//
[chorus 2]
brown caddy, four door, dirt road, rolling
grip tape, nose grind, skateboard, rolling
left right, left right, night stroll, rolling
bridge toll, metro, rolling
engine engine number 9
on that new york transit line
if my train falls off the track
pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
[verse 4]
(ahh)
josephine baker, no banana suit (ahh)
callaloo, yam and that ginger root (ahh)
billy holiday [?] 40 proof
my word like my liquor, straight shooter (bahh)
straight shooter (bahh)
straight shooter
keep it one hundred from the rooter to the tooter
just eighteen, now we so grown
tryna show them young girls what we be on, uh
frida cah with that pen*stroke (hahh)
rosa clemente with them book quotes (hahh)
made jamo in a sp*ce*boat
kathleen cleaver with that afro soul glow
for real though
for real, bo
all i wanna know is how you do that there (ho)
with you splitting up a lease to a mortgaging home
by the time you say “i do,” got a fresh new bone like
welcome to [?], baby
welcome to [?]
just eighteen, now we so grown
tryna show them young girls what we be on
[chorus 2]
brown caddy, four door, dirt road, rolling
grip tape, nose grind, skateboard, rolling
left right, left right, night stroll, rolling
bridge toll, metro, rolling
engine engine number 9
on that new york transit line
if my train falls off the track
pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
[verse 5: guest feature]
breaking up some of that indica
we ain’t no family or friend of ya
you scared? go see the minister
my word like my liquor, straight shooter
straight shooter, straight shooter
yeah my hand is steady ‘cause i’m a straight shooter
we early to the party but a late bloomer
i create music so i can make moolah
my whole game loyal, you a fake judas
you a snake moving with the lame crew of game losers
respect or the fame, choose it
it’s fate, stupid
break through it or you take bruises
i’m so ali, and you george foreman
you a poor sportsman, and i’m showboating
back you up in the paint, do a low post [?], swish
[?] slow motion
me and l been in deep like the four hors*m*n
shine bright in the flash like the [?] lens
got the whole show in [?] chokehold grip like i’m hulk hogan
i am so focused
[chorus 2]
brown caddy, four door, dirt road, rolling
grip tape, nose grind, skateboard, rolling
left right, left right, night stroll, rolling
bridge toll, metro, rolling
engine engine number 9
on that new york transit line
if my train falls off the track
pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
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