| Iverson I 3's, I kick ID’s
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| IPhone, IG’s, where the time go?
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| Feel like I’ve been living my life with a blindfold
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| Eyes closed, on a quest for truth like
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| What can I do to help diffuse
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| The pain of my neglected youth?
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| Of course a nigga want to flex, it’s cool
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| But my people need an extra boost
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| Well, look, we can start with Hell
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| People say «hell yeah», ain’t nothin' yeah about Hell
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| The Law of Attraction is real
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| And what you speak is eventually revealed
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| Chill, Price, cause that’s the truth
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| You know they don’t like how that taste
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| Well I refuse to be another black face
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| Lost, chasing cheese in a rat race
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| Look, I’m on a mission headin' towards the ceiling
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| But I can’t ignore the feeling
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| The government settin' up drive-bys for organ stealings
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| And blamin' other blacks for the killings
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| You like her pics cause they more revealin'
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| You chasin' hits cause it’s more appealin'
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| According to the blogs or according to the clowns who can’t sing a note or play
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| a fucking instrument at all damn
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| Y’all gon' make me blow a fucking head gasket
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| I’m black Jesus with a bread basket
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| I’m tryna feed my people, carry 'em to the light
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| I already had to carry my cousin’s casket
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| I gotta carry too much casket (R.I.P)
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| Ain’t nothin' heavier than that
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| If this a fight then I ain’t ready for the match
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| Cause I’d do anything to bring my niggas back
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| But, see that’s why we gotta prosper
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| Momma had to do it no papa
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| Drama everyday this shit ain’t no soap opera
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| Days of our lives we ain’t lettin' shit stop us
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| Gotta pull up to the meals in the
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| Gotta have my sack right for the pocket watches
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| Black man, dyin' on his back like a
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| Black man, nine on his back, Iguodala
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| That’s Price
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| Gettin' money livin' large?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| Proud of who you are?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| Got your momma out the hood?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| And are your peoples livin' good?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| I been on a mission, so long
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| I can’t keep on livin', all alone
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| If money’s what you call riches
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| I don’t got that type of riches
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| A richness is life and livin'
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| I’m just tryna make the right decisions
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| See they want us to fight the system
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| I’d rather get high and light some incense
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| I’d rather turn my phone off then fight with you over retweetes, likes,
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| and mentions
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| Yeah, fake trends don’t make you woke
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| And no money don’t make you broke
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| And being saved don’t make you pope
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| So don’t judge, nigga show love
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| Cause I learned more through a beat than I ever learned in a seat
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| So let me speak my piece
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| If the kids try love things get deep
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| Hearts get chilly, TLC creep
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| And it’s fuck love, give me drugs
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| Ugly friends want a hug, fine girls want a thug
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| Thugs cry, homies die, women lie, numbers don’t
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| They get changed can’t reach 'em or teach 'em
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| Hot damn that boy preachin'
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| Breathe in, you’re stretchin'
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| I guess that leaves me one question
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| I gotta ask
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| Do you love who you are?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| Do you align your stars?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| Are you down to Mars?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| Do you know the world is ours?
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| Heaven yeah, Heaven yeah
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| I been on a mission, so long
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| I can’t keep on livin', all alone
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| This is 90 951 News, Too Much Fly High here in Riverside, California.
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| On the scene at Restoration of Jubilee Church where they are having a special
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| event today for all women. |
| Independent women, married women, single women,
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| mothers, aunties, and everything in between. |
| It’s women’s appreciation this
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| Sunday, and the entire city is out for it. |
| If you have time, bring the family
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| and come down and enjoy this special event. |
| We’ll be here all day |