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Nujabes - Lady Brown (ft. Cise Starr)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ke'von M. Harris
Ke'von M. Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antar S. Williams
Antar S. Williams
Producer

Lyrics

With multiple choices, I know that God testing on me I just pray that my choice got a blessing on it Did I choose right or did I guess it wrong And why these beats Gold when my breath is on it? Tryna take flight and let these words fly, desert eagles got a message on it Fought reapers and the stresses on me My reflection showing me my next opponent Win or lose All summer flex winter blues we done stacked up Got a whole lot of shit dropping that I held in, felt backed up I won't flex til my brothers could, we gon play our role, then act up Flip the script on the bad luck, pop the padlock, lift the latch up Doors open for us Salsa dance with my destiny, the floors open for us Smooth stepper, rose in my mouth with a promise that I'm more focused for us Small business to the large business, know it's all business, my goals enormous I ain't have a choice knowing I'm the one chosen for this Ain't thinking bout my pain today my mind is full of blues Ain't shit gon take this pain away but I been pulling through Them boys ain't got no aim today, see they just pull and shoot And it could be my day today cuz sometimes bullets choose But if it ain't my time and I survive the day and make it home I'll recognize I'm great and wake up daily, tryna make it known We gon make it happen, getting rich is over due Can't stop what's bound to happen, tryna be rich before it do Who's working the weather? it's hotter than ever It's hard to be chilling, when nothing forever It's the summer season, where the good girls give they love to whoever Hundred degrees and he rocking a hoodie, just know that he'll bust through the sweater It can all end Emergency Gotta be rich 'fore they bury me Got a few worries that hurried me Apologies, pardon my urgency Just a child but I heard of things Coke and money was the birds and B's Pimps, hoes, fiends, murder, greed Tryna live long, certainly Saw the blood turning over certain leaves It's gon be a while before the rain come Wishing heaven had a phone to dial but it ain't one And my mind been on the money, that's until the pain come I'm still the same one, to grow, I had to change some Ain't thinking bout my pain today, my mind is full of blues Ain't shit gon take this pain away but I been pulling through Them boys ain't got no aim today, see they just pull and shoot And it could be my day today cuz sometimes bullets choose But if it ain't my time and I survive the day and make it home I'll recognize I'm great and wake up daily, tryna make it known We gon make it happen, getting rich is over due Can't stop what's bound to happen, tryna be rich before it do
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