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lirik lagu wild – najee janey

from the dungeon he rose as the dragon, fire flame fire flame
came to the conclusion of many things you know
f*ck that you know
i am

(verse 1)
you think you free amongst the live stock?
you think you free enough to liberate yo siblings when they pile up?
you think you fit to tell those in old clothes to get a new look?
you think they catching on these new hooks?
you think they listening to your whispering?
you think they watching outside anxious to hear what you’re listening?
you think when you smile in their face that sh*t is all good?
you think yo accomplishments *n*logous to theirs?
i hope you think they care
as long as yo eyes stay on the wheel that’s just god giving a stare
only if hope could get you there
’cause that’s probability at a proximity closing and entering
he shook himself to sleep junebug was jittery
he thinks he’s on a path with his own itinerary
speaking with blistory hickory fishery injuries
let the truth unfold b*tterly hilary bitterly

(hook)
i had to smoke a zip in a jiff
then stroll to the beach to catch a whiff
haven’t seen my wife in a month
the grind got me doing new tricks
sh*t got me thinking, who’s loyal?
and whose tryna catch another l!ck?
catch me
watch out for the ones with the handouts
’cause they gon’ wanna get a lift up out their life
right
(verse 2)
whats popping world?
who got they sh*t on lock and whose behind the doors?
who’s asking the right questions to insight then excite their given right?
it’s like right when you get in right and get it right
you start doubting i’m like
i refuse to get introduced to my enemy out of use
’cause i’m pulled by a tug under the rug that’s out of view
i can’t be so hollow that i stand out of loop
just ’cause it’s something to do
that’s me it’s not really you
yea
stick to your own lane, sh*t
stick to yourself so much you can come up with renditions of yo name
rhen stay sticky
ask yourself what age would you be if you couldn’t listen or speak
six feet ain’t deep when you feel your core
so the mantle can be explored you broke that toy
while they say you ain’t man enough
they say you don’t plan enough
they say you can’t just have faith let go then hang it up
well b*tch i say what i want, and i leave when i want, and i smoke when i want, and i f*ck when i want
basically i do this sh*t for takes
strictly for needs
i suck it up spit it out
then plant in the seeds ’cause no one hold it down like i can
don’t make me throw up
miss me with those hot hands, i’ll never show up
you need to grow up, get your dough up, keep the flow up
keep it cobra, this whole year i ain’t been sober
but i’m making my time start
and when we stay together we mingle and come apart
scribbling my thoughts all down they call it art
unlawful and unforced this sh*t perceived as a fart
keep it clean, never upscene king of the crop
you meaning to drop, triple c’s cut cautiously coon ya caught
my heaven in head i’ma save the spot, yea
i said my heaven in my head
if the book was never read then i made the plot
(hook)
i had to smoke a zip in a jiff
then stroll to the beach to catch a whiff
haven’t seen my wife in a month
the grind got me doing new tricks
sh*t got me thinking, who’s loyal?
and whose tryna catch another l!ck?
catch me
watch out for the ones with the handouts
’cause they gon’ wanna get a lift up out their life
right

- najee janey

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