brown shoulders

Lyrics for brown shoulders

Lost my niggas so now my heart has a divot The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot Mama says this life gone follow you along as you living She sings How's god blessing you (God damn!) Lost my niggas so now my chest has a divot The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot Mama says his life gone follow you along as you living She sings How's god blessing you (God damn!) Uh The holiest to hold it down What's a king to a god If only one can wear the crown Better lock it to ya head Cause if we catch it on the ground Finna stomp it out On our way to tear it all down Crew in all black. So they looking like the enemies Around these famous white folks Might bring out certain tendencies They tryna block the light Well I'll keep this shit a century They pray to put a an end to me We pray to different entities Wondering how to stack this shit to the ceiling And figuring out, how to turn money up into feelings I'm questioning what that mask really might be concealing While searching for who you niggas is really out here killing Cause It ain't me The crevices Give cultural evidence That anything from the ground up Really heaven sent Don't step on the roots Nah nah Let that nigga know To watch for these boots Lil dummy Lost my niggas so now my heart has a divot The braids in the back of my head finna probably pivot Mama says this life gone follow you along as you living She sings How's god blessing you (God damn!) Live from Parking lots converted to sanctuaries for those That Sacrilegious Packing pigeons Walking up on they toes Red pointe technique If baby boy too weak The whole hood gone speak Teeth outta the comb Grandma grew a garden From her roots She had a child, Who had a child And now that nigga the truth We gone lift him up With fistiscuffs If you need living proof I swear this nigga gone soar If he survive jumping from the roof But All my niggas hanging from the trees And a bullet hole, beat Or preacher can bring a man to his knees I'm thinking Why can't I just be all three? This shit solidify me as noone besides me Yeah I Refuse to settle He ain't never coming back So we Keep a momento Pray to god up on the tracks But she Live in the ghetto Got her own problems stacked I guess She ain't gone hear me Pray she call a nigga back They tried to crucify her son Cause of his raps How many deeds My nigga needs To get angel wings out his back Pastor pull up in something pigment's melanin black Yelling (Hows god blessing you?) Okay, okay, okay And I can feel the shit I hope it gets me ready White gloves thrown up Sermon holds the hearts steady Several rappers heads on my chain Why the shit so heavy Singing (How's god blessing you?) Okay okay okay