| Don’t get like that, I meant no harm
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| Thought it was cute and that was all
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| On the day we met you had a hip flask and a beer
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| Gold leaf dashiki, all black Vans
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| He hides his stash inside his sock
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| Won’t you bring me a silver Rizla for my health?
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| He’s got heart emojis for his eyes
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| My bae don’t like surprises
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| But when my song comes on the radio we slide
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| Oh, he’s reading Baldwin, Malcolm X
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| Won’t no one disrespect him
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| He’s not averse to throwing down and flexing
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| I like your natural hair
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| I like your natural hair
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| I like your natural hair
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| Young, gifted and black
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| Your soul’s intact
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| And that’s a fact
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| You can tell me what the Nephilim told you
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| For I would go the ends of the Earth for you
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| Not even jail could make me turn you in
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| You got a real one here, ride or die
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| I sense his smile before I see
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| Like light at each end of the eclipse
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| It glows from end to end, ear to ear
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| On a down day we hatch a plan
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| To fly a rocket to the stars
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| And start our colony, our own earthseed
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| He’s got heart emojis for his eyes
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| My bae don’t like surprises
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| But when my song comes on the radio we slide
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| Oh, he’s reading Baldwin, Malcolm X
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| Won’t no one disrespect him
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| He’s not averse to throwing down and flexing
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| Don’t put anything between us
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| Don’t let the wicked ways around you win
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| I swear I won’t put anything between us
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| If you’re living lux or as broke as a joke
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| I like your natural hair
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| I like your natural hair
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| I like your natural hair
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| Young, gifted and black
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| Your soul’s intact
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| And that’s a fact |