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Uh look

It's better to feel the grass while it's still green

Cuz what's the point of walking past if it still means something

Dreams running outta steps on this steel beam

Should I stumble, hit the ground tryna feel things

Humbled by my own thoughts

Can you imagine the healing it takes

Runnin round the block nonstop with limited breaks

Only God knows how I made it thus far

Trusted with a role, I'm just playin my part

I'm just payin my dues, the spirit broke but I got it in heart

The first take was the second they lost the record labels like a slave auction

I break em off like the harlem shake

Cuz I'm just tryna make it to the north

Waited in the water till it's safe enough to cross

Cuz a bible by the bedside was death if you was caught

Now they weaponizing dark skin, separating laundry

Don't they know the colors fade faster when you wash em

In the heat of this, beat the kid till he produced a beat for me

Wake em out the sleep to walk the dog and peep the scenery

It's meant to be adored like she need to admired

I was waiting on the cold floor wishing for a fire

I became one

You was neva hot, we not the same sun

My name bring clouds around the town like the rain coming

Back to feed the grass what it needs for the greenery

Way beyond the smoke and the steam, they ain't seein me

It was all jokes till I showed em what it means to be

The reason why they float too, can't say I never told you

Slide through rolling like a hi-chew

Dripping like a soda with a pop

Case a hater try to stop me

Chase down blocking anybody with a shot

For the G, for the free

I could lay you with the rocks

Cuz I'm David with the sling but I'm Abel with the flock

Hit the cut and make her sing like the label need a drop

Till my last imma bleedem for the cash and stocks

Cuz I got no other op but the traitors of Allah

I ain't got no other way cuz I been patient with the crop

But I been working like a slave

Still I barely save a dollar from the hours that I clock in

Some days don't wanna pull up

My poverty might not end until I pick a tool up

The flowers that I do love won't be in bloom for long

So I suggest you to touch the grass before the sunset calls you home

Yeah, I said

The flowers that I do love won't be in bloom for long

So I suggest you to touch the grass before the sunset calls you home