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[Verse 1]
I am the provo king, the leader of the unknown beings
I am exactly what the fuck youâre thinkinâ provo means
The line I walk is thinner than a fuckinâ yo-yo string
So what the fuck is crazy? For me thereâs no such thing
So much emotion, I can sense it but itâs so unseen
Cause when the other side is callinâ, your phone donât ring
You know what my logo means, wear [?] Polo jeans
Somethinâ, somethinâ, somethinâ, virtuoso dreams
The tubes is knockinâ, you pillow talkin in red, white and blue pajamas
Sometimes Iâm super honest, cause I canât be who you want me to be
Or how they want me to speak
Yeah Iâm a free thinker, thatâs why theyâre cominâ for me
Yeah you niggas asleep, thatâs why Iâm callinâ you sheep
Deep fry your mind, you a human omelette with cheese
The all seeinâ eye, the beast monitors me
Your mama, your daddy, your auntie, your uncle, your neice
[Hook]
And a nigga came up, lookinâ in the street lights
Tryna dodge a gun, and the judge and police lights
We out here starvinâ tryna find a way to eat right
âBout to touch the sky, let a nigga get his feet right
Nigga came up, nigga came up
I said a nigga came up, a nigga came up
A nigga came up, lookinâ at the street lights
Tryna survive another night on the east side
And we out here starvinâ tryna find a way to eat right
âBout to touch the sky, let a nigga get his feet right
A nigga came up, a nigga came up
I said a nigga came up, a nigga came up
[Verse 2]
Redeem myself for who? Redeem myself for you?
Redeem myself for your squad? Redeem myself for your crew?
Iâm tradinâ blows with a giant, Iâm in the ring with a deuce
I broke myself out the chains, I cut myself out the noose
So fuck your slanted review, you write at home in your room
So busy spreadinâ the hate, you end up missinâ the truth
You mothafuckas can shove it, I never back down for nothinâ
The man got his hand up your pants, you just a puppet
Iâm throwinâ a fit and fussinâ cause niggas killinâ their cousin
Make it worse, he just a kid, kid of your mamaâs brother
Ask the world, can I live, live, live? No discussion
âFore they put you in the picture, first they gotta check the color
Where are your rights that get left in the dust?
They get the cheese and donât throw us the crust
Plus sayinâ please doesnât make it a must
So we get strapped, give me buck or I bust
- Album:
- Ether
- Roll Up (Single)
- A.I.R. (Art Imitates Reality)
- No Genre: The Label
- Psycadelik Thoughtz
- Water
- No Genre 2 (Mixtape)
- Not For Long (Single)
- New Black
- We Still in This Bitch (Single)
- Headband (Single)
- Underground Luxury
- Strange Clouds
- Play The Guitar (Single)
- Both of Us (Single)
- Music for the Lost Generation
- Fuck Em We Ball
- Strange Clouds (Single)
- EPIC: Every Play Is Crucial (Mixtape)
- Should Have Been The First (Mixtape)