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kembe x – lftff lyrics

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[intro]
father god, right now i wanna thank you for the ability to rhyme, the ability to move, the ability to think right, the ability to slow, the ability to speed up, the ability to be in pocket, the ability to swag on these n-ggas. swag like they could never do, swag like never been done before, n-gga. father god, so i…

[chorus]
wake up every morning, count my blessings from my master
raise and sip my jack and pop a xan’ before i even wash my face
these n-ggas out here starving, fakin’ for a sweat, but they conscious stank
just think, we took you for a real
and from the jump, my n-gga, momma’s stake
please proceed with caution, i might spazz when i’m p-ssed off
tell a hoe to hush, i need silence with my b-tch, cold
n-ggas in they feelings, i don’t care ’bout it, n-o
f-ck a close-up n-gga, i’m prepared for my lift-off

[verse 1]
life gave me lemons, so i made lemonade
all organic y’all sh-t minute maid
life took damage, i went anyway
orbit my d-ck, y’all just in the way
see one block, now i want plenty sp-ce
can’t stop now, i been, did the race
blowing off fumes now, room leaving a lace
spent weekends where second ain’t finish state
spent my third rap stuck on the interface
roll my three-fiths and a zip of haze
smoke dope with the bros out in tennessee
come with f-cks here, b-tch, get away
come for the sp-ceship, that’s my getaway
i can’t never fall, you can get a raise
n-ggas hate, leave them all with a sh-tty face
i pray my name leave bitter taste
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

[chorus]
wake up every morning, count my blessings from my master
raise and sip my jack and pop a xan’ before i even wash my face
you n-ggas’ spirits starving, give a f-ck whether your conscious stank
just think, we took you for a real
and from the jump, my n-gga, momma’s stake
please proceed with caution, i might spazz when i’m p-ssed off
tell a hoe to hush, i need silence with my b-tch, cold
n-ggas in they feelings, i don’t care ’bout it, n-o
f-ck a close-up n-gga, i’m prepared for my lift-off

[verse 2]
i put my soul and this is where i existed, my own dimension
no skateboard, my grind on the tens and i feel way more than i want to mention
stay lab locked, perfect my invention
while they do hoes and sh-t for attention
when i transform, the sh-t come with wisdom
i’ll turn that beef you want into ribbons
what you think ain’t sh-t with a pen
till the salt all on your face when i this, huh
give two f-cks about what’s it up to
i feed that sh-t to my b-tch, uh
speakin’ up, are they speakin’ tall to my ear?
the top of my zipper
tryna write a good conversation, d-mn, let me finish my sentence

[chorus]
wake up every morning, count my blessings from my master
raise and sip my jack and pop a xan’ before i even wash my face
you n-ggas’ spirits starving, give a f-ck whether your conscious stank
just think, we took you for a real
and from the jump, my n-gga, momma’s stake
please proceed with caution, i might spazz when i’m p-ssed off
tell a hoe to hush, i need silence with my b-tch, cold
n-ggas in they feelings, i don’t care ’bout it, n-o
f-ck a close-up n-gga, i’m prepared for my lift-off



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