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Ayo, shoutout my brothers man
«Big up the lions and lioness dem»
It’s almost 1 o' clock, shoutout Amit
Compliments, compliments (Staylone)
Diamond in the rough stolen from continents
I’m content with no compliments
Consider the dollar accomplishments
So I guess you and your confidants
Would call that out to be common sense
Mean Jean baby we Confidential acknowledge it
I dance with the stars, we dance with the stars
Sail to the moon be viewed to scatter with Mars I guess that I’m Darian
Now where in the world are the comets then?
And I do promise this common sense
Promise to bring you where karma is
Beautifully bashful so proceed with your awkwardness
I promise I’m
Never let what your right-hand does to your left hand though
Repetition from a less hand so
Don’t focus on the next man
‘Cause the next man
Gotta deal with the dealt of a next hand though
Blessings to the next man though (x2)
Eyes on the prize we travelling
I guess the more time we added in
Tend to be more live Madison
Who knows what’s happiness
Strikes for stripes and tracksuits are the medals we pedal in
To love or to not love
I guess that that is the question and
Still I never, never, never, never need compliments
Boy the least of us honour it
Welcome to providence
Alter your ego and all your people
Will see the water draft splitting my calling is
Cleaning sheets like bleachers
My Urban Essense on speakers
The bad child that would autocorrect all my teachers
Hoping to pay off the lease ‘cause
We off the leash bruh
Uplift your peeps bruh
There’s no defeat when your down and get on your feet bruh
I guess that’s what God would have wanted for Adam and Eve bruh
When parting the seas bruh
Rain, shower or whatever I’m planting these seeds bruh
What more do I need bruh, yeah
Never let what your right-hand does to your left hand though
Repetition from a less hand so
Don’t focus on the next man
‘Cause the next man
Gotta deal with the dealt of a next hand though
Blessings to the next man though (x2)