Recitatif (feat. Teller Bank$)

Lyrics for Recitatif (feat. Teller Bank$)

Yeah Back to wearin' all my jewelry again A black king feels fury again I’ll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win Yeah Back to wearin' all my jewelry again A black king feels fury again I’ll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win I heard From the window I hear my name Said differently each time, the space between ain't the same The sound from where she come from and her mama 'fore she came I nod to the second floor, a smile, simple exchange I think I'm losing my vision As the past get further away, thoughts revoke they permission To be called upon like gods, I need to make the decision If it's life or death, aim for his cleft Sun and trees the only ref Hey, no need to answer yet but Can I have your stories when you gone? I'm fiendin', itchin' to make my way to forever I'm schemin', hopin' these niggas don't get too clever These demons, just hell-bent on bein' so heaven-sent Burnin' through whatever next just to find out what forever meant Teamin' up with the thought that I don't need you I'm leavin' out of the house, into the light Look through the screen door, seen where we danced all night Don't cry, skin the tone that let us hide a night sky She blowin' up your phone and you miss her, nigga don't lie Smokin', jokin' like if we see that boy is you gon' ride? If the house is burning down how could we survive? Goddamn nigga, don't just say all that concerning shit Besides you should know, none of this is permanent I mean sittin' in this car mean you got a point Sorry I put Vaseline on 'fore hittin' your joint Water wash over as it dance to anoint But brown liquor help me pirouette 'round the point Yeah Okay Shit I hit you right when I land in another Country that's never gon' be seen by my mans Rising sun when I wake up, you put the money in hand We stick you with the doohickey like you was leadin' Japan (Bang) Hangin' with y'all got me askin' where the wonder at You and Hanes got in common? Know your nigga front to back If it don't make mama mad, where the fun in that? I'm tryna be everywhere that the sun is at Red holes up in his fleece You know that we finna drop when the drama gettin' increased Mama got a new house, on my life she get a new lease Rest of the money spent on finding ways to raise the deceased And I'ma do it too, except your signee when he drop I'm heavy-handed and I blame that shit right on my pops Even boy in wheelchair finna hear the shots, get out and hop Sweeper wet your back, I guess his ass more like a mop Ain't just gon' hit him, we gon' stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp Hidden message in the Morse code go pop, pop, dash, pop Antoinette, your mans gon' get his head chopped off his top Textin', "please don't do it", fly like dot, dot, dot, dot It's not a diss if he not gon' mention me I love hearin' stories and I love laughin' intentionally So I welcome it, but to respond is below me I take the magic outta pocket, put it with the homies, he gon' get you Run Yah Ride with them locusts, bro, we ain't no civilians Ride with it on me, if it's smoke, then it's fire, we drillin' Tried told niggas, nah, I don't wanna kill 'em Don't no lives matter to me when I get in my feelings Bitch, I'm sensitive, came with lead, brought them pencils in '87 Swing like a pendulum If I'm swingin', I'm swingin' for fences then Them and dead is a synonym, him and him Bet this chopper spit quicker than Eminem Bet this chopper split niggas from limb to limb Lately my aim been shaky, no semi-in' Fully-auto, a bottle of Henny, and uh Couple blunts and some Benjamins I can't fuck if she don't come with benefits Just been rappin' and packin' and sendin' it We was into that before the internet Bitch, who want it? Whoever could get it next, uh I was road runnin', dump a whole clip, I bet he hold somethin' Never knew nothin', never told nothin' Never half-steppin', need the whole one If I get a whole one, I bet I let you hold some With this shotgun, I'm a shogun When it's showtime, I bet I showed up, bitch nigga