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jaye bradley - falcon lyrics

she don’t want love she want war
purple hearts all on my decor
i need suicide doors, just so i can cherish life a lil more
never been the type to write a check i can’t afford, young lord
nikon ready i stay snappin’
there’s more to life than european fashion
hear a lot of chatting but never give em reactions
never felt pressed know they lying over captions
lights, camera, action, big dawg status i’m in the future
i could use some snakeskin courtesy of medusa
fiji bottled filled with something fuchsia
laughing to the bank that’s my favorite type of humor
we heard all the rumors, you been talking kinda crazy my boy
we work bodega hours, you been gettin lazy my boy
george gervin mixed with erving like the 80s my boy
i put my soul into this sh+t, i work like brady my boy

707 if i die for the cause ill be a saint
i been mixing up the yellow with the purple and pink
if you love me like you say you love me we got no complaints
if you working how we working you get paid off yo mistakes

used to stay north face kitted, couldn’t afford the goose
now we play with fye in the winter, heat up with all the troops
always in the loop, the truth, word to poseidon
if hydro hit me up calling plays then you know we sliding
lotta’ people hiding, they never sought out the vision
i’m blessed that i ain’t have to waste my time on those decisions
snakes are not forgotten nor forgiven
they rotten like the fruits of life they made off they religion
my patna’s told me i’m living, my ego in mint condition
they talking like politicians
they lying like its tradition or something
like ima listen or something’
like ima stop cause i ain’t h+llbent on a mission or something’
don’t need specifics or nothing
another phantom parked outside of the church
for whatever it’s worth
the holy spirit got a price on this earth
just being honest dog, i never really knew how this worked
just being honest dog, i know for me they pray for the worst
707 if i die for the cause i’ll be a saint
i been mixing up the yellow with the purple and pink
if you love me like you say you love me we got no complaints
if you working how we working you get paid off yo mistakes

- jaye bradley lyrics

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