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First single from my upcoming mixtape, UNIVERSAL STRUGGLES
lyrics
Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
And I'm writing for my life, not trying to be nice
In a world so mean I stay feigning to survive
And I take my own advice, get it how I live it
You may not understand but I’m demanding that you feel it
Get in tune with ya spirit, elevate ya mind
We’re not here for too long man
Try and make some time to recline
Relax
And take heed of these facts
Your stress ain't even worth it when we all fade to black
Tryna gain my peace back and stash it in my pockets
'Cause they been empty, heart is heavy, grieving all these losses
Demons in my closet scheming on their way out
Tell me is you working towards all the things you pray 'bout
Never take the safe route, even on my way home
Got some homies I adore, can not believe that they gone
But their love, it lives on in every word that I spit
Gotta find an outlet, find a way to deal with this shit
Until I licketty-split when my time come
I’ll be lucky to find if I don’t have to die by the gun
Of some corrupt cop or another troubled yute
Are we living to die
Man what the fuck is the truth
Yo, what the fuck is the truth
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fu-
Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
Be alright, can’t promise we gon be alright
I turn my head to the sky, somebody show me a sign
I’m waiting on my demise, an answer is what I find
I trip, at least I try
Keep business up on my mind
And I say this like all the time, I don’t know
Maybe time will show
I’m meaning time will tell
Do we die in the dirt or do we rot in hell
Well maybe we go up but I don’t know enough
To have faith in a fate that I’m not sure is showing up
Growing up and healing all the hurt in my body
Just tryna maintain so I picked up a hobby
Bars so Godly if that man even exists
Then how is it we took a hit
Lost an angel, name was Vick
And RIP to Nip, the fuck is this
What the fuck is this
What the fuck is this
What the fuck
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
credits
released December 12, 2020
Produced by Rani Adi, Additional Keys by Sarah Hinez
Mixed and Mastered by Nick Sedano
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