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2021

Hoodie weather

Hold on
Watch your mouth with a Don
Life goes on
Don't you go and waste yours on a prologue
I ain’t waitin on a light, boy I goes off while they go on and on and on
Muhfuck you and your magistrate
Ya’ll jump to a tweet and I calibrate
And it break my heart the critiques I impart
Difference tween me and y'all is you gladly hate
This is hoodie weather
We ain’t here to look cute
This is hoodie weather
We came here for the truth
This is hoodie weather
How they hangin from nooses in 2020?
We done givin a fuck bout who and who together
This is hoodie weather
If it ain’t action, don’t call me
This is hoodie weather
If you still cappin, don’t call me
This is hoodie weather
We done watchin people die
We ain’t got time to got time, this is for the real

This is for a journalist who work is self-inflated
Who write about the real but they livin in the matrix
Who typin’ how they feel but would never ever say it
Who never step foot in the hood whose cultures pay them
Suck my dick to a cop, I hope your feelings hurt
Fuck gettin rich if I’m leavin different people hurt
Their God lied, ain’t nobody takin me to church
Tryna find my inner self, boy that’s how the spirit work
Look we been seein’ the lay of the land
We been readin, dreamin, layin a plan of evadin the scam
While you play to the hand at the table of lambs and the house gotta lose sometimes so we ain’t doin no more bullshit witchu
Homie, this a new day
We won’t rise for your bread, fuck a souffle
It’s still word to Trayvon, our hoodies gon stay on
You can go ahead and take off your toupee, bitch

Hold on
Watch your mouth with a Don
Life goes on
Don't you go and waste yours on a prologue
I ain’t waitin on a light, boy I goes off while they go on and on and on
Muhfuck you and your magistrate
Ya’ll jump to a tweet and I calibrate
And it break my heart the critiques I impart
Difference tween me and yall is you gladly hate
This is hoodie weather
We ain’t here to look cute
This is hoodie weather
We came here for the truth
This is hoodie weather
How they hangin from nooses in 2020?
We done givin a fuck bout who and who together
This is hoodie weather
If it ain’t action, don’t call me
This is hoodie weather
If you still cappin, don’t call me
This is hoodie weather
We done watchin people die
We ain’t got time to got time, this is for the real

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This is for a journalist who work is self-inflated
Who write about the real but they livin in the matrix
Who typin’ how they feel but would never ever say it
Who never step foot in the hood whose cultures pay them
Suck my dick to a cop, I hope your feelings hurt
Fuck gettin rich if I’m leavin different people hurt
Their God lied, ain’t nobody takin me to church
Tryna find my inner self, boy that’s how the spirit work
Look we been seein’ the lay of the land
We been readin, dreamin, layin a plan of evadin the scam
While you play to the hand at the table of lambs and the house gotta lose sometimes so we ain’t doin no more bullshit witchu
Homie, this a new day
We won’t rise for your bread, fuck a souffle
It’s still word to Trayvon, our hoodies gon stay on
You can go ahead and take off your toupee, bitch