Breathe

Who you with and where you from ****? you rocking red or the blue?

I rock dior ****, just a ordinary **** trying to make it out alive

In the jungle, where the killers is your best friend

Where the killers is your best man, yes man, unimpressed

Why my **** always vexing, cause my diamonds

Do the thriller micheal Jackson, no hope use the music as distraction

Only crime I ever did was being black ****

Refugee, stereotype, black ass **** apologizing for my skin

Dumb ass ****, now i milly rock the Mac and blow your

Ass ****, It depends who y'all fucking with it, who the fuck is this?

Boy it's jev from the 18th looking dangerous, hella rich

Honestly black my only felony, being hated both sides

Of the family, way darker than the average so you know

They let my black ass have it, sending my prays to my sisters

With the magic, darkskin get treated so tragic, three kids yeah, my

momma get it right though, cheque still getting spent at the costco

They wrote her name in the sky with some typos, so

She crying back to sleep with her eyes close, breathe

I can't fall oh fall this time, boy I lived a 100 lives

My soul ain't saved or sanctified, I pray i make it

Cross the line, breathe

Trying get ahead to, **** trying to dodge the feds

And the pen too, breathe, You know when jev

Come around aah aah, you know when jev

Come around, breathe, what easy about it, fuck around

Bring the blick about it, breathe, you know when jev

Come around aah aah, you know when jev come around

Early sunrise, dem shooters is outside, lurking on the sideways

Fighting on the highways, shots in the air get killed in the broad day

Never been a **** in the streets, momma did good working hard

And never sleep, even got a two bedroom crib with the roaches

And the rats in a white neighbourhood, where the crackers give

You hell if they feeling overwhelmed so imagine me

Code switching like a bitch from jev to Jeffery, from foe to friendly

Oh shit I can't breathe, killing me gently, who the fuck is jev ?

Identity is a mess, Identity is a, stereotype immigrant **** from the west

Single mom living, daddy dead chilling, origins of a young black boy villain

A **** want to win but I'm feeling like krillin, I can't fall oh fall this time

Boy I lived a 100 lives, my soul ain't saved or sanctified

I pray I make it cross the line, breathe