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[Video Intro: Jabari Manwa] I am Jabari Manwa, and this is my confessions tape [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract] This is everything I ever wanted though Dreaming of a candy store Brother couldn't tell me more, no So I need moments where I could be left alone Yeah, she let me ride along To a place where I belong, woah, though If you niggas ever get your money right Would you still be robbing niggas? Would you still be lying to yo momma? No Don't you know I do this for your family? 'Cause mine ain't believe in me Left my hood so easily Eat, sleep, wash sheets, repeat Watch teachers teach [Verse 2: Merlyn Wood] High and on the damn sidelines where the bleachers be Always feel like city streets, wish I was back in my sheets, shit Most days I don't wanna be me, shit Don't watch this, teen watch TV, shit My whole family look like some Gucci shit Shoutout my hood, they racist as hell, shit I'm 'bout my papers like some damn immigrants, bitch [Hook: Kevin Abstract] One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas been fed up One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas still fed up One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas been fed up One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas been set up [Verse 3: Dom McLennon] I cannot explain it Dropped down to my knees beneath the stars and started praying Life put me here for a reason, I am not complaining Look me in my eyes, I'm not here for your entertainment Do you follow? I ain't here as your role model That pill is way too big to swallow I hollowed out my path Borrow all my sorrow but don't expect me to take it back [Verse 4: Ameer Vann] I been dripping candy paint, grew up Willow Avenue Turned a right on Yellowstone, you see what them players do So I chuck the deuce who make us home to Herschelwood And shout out to my cousin Mo, he got off a prison sentence Lock him in a penitentiary, he ain't takin' niggas with him Or his daughter either, so send the lord to keep her 'Cause the police killin' fathers, man, it hard to keep 'em And that's what's in my blood, besides the oil and reefer I'm in the black slab, tryna catch the reaper It's a four inside my cup, I crack the seal and fill it It's a hole inside me, I try to pour and fill it But in the bottom, another monster, there's somethin' with it I'm still that little nigga with the little twisties Waitin' for the bus and I just missed it That's why I'm still hungry, why you robbin' niggas? That's why I dream bigger, fuck a couple dollars I want a hundred million, and one for all my niggas And twenty for my mama, she need some bigger ceilings [Bridge: Bear//Face] I'm waiting on the birds to call me I, fly I'm waiting on the birds to call me I Oh I, oh I I'm waiting on the birds to call me I, fly I'm waiting on the birds to call me I Oh I, oh I I'm waiting on the birds to call me I, fly I'm waiting on the birds to call me I Oh I, oh I I'm waiting on the birds to call me I, fly I'm waiting on the birds to call me I Oh I, oh I I'm waiting on [Hook: Kevin Abstract] One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas been fed up One day I'ma get my bread up All my real niggas been fed up
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