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malz monday - black seed oil lyrics

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[verse 1]
i see you n+ggas fell asleep
but i’m still woke, i’m never catching zs
from a place where the police see him and tell him “freeze”
he lost his mans, he do the drugs for the anesthes’
and numb the pain when you see sh+t that you can’t believe
it makes you feel like your freedom is just a fantasy
when you in the cell and they got you locked down for twenty three
and let you off with one, you gotta catch some bread to get some sun
this sh+t is crazy
this sh+t is deep but the sheeple don’t get the concept
they say i’m rеaching, well let’s see how long my arms is
pull out a staff for the grammy yеah that’s a conflex
‘cuz a n+gga still got a complex
tryna see which shorty imma bomb next
im conscious of the energy she harness
i’m just tryna get my d+ck we to be honest
but please don’t judge me tho, no
i’m just a diamond in the rough that ain’t been polished

[hook]
tell me how you bite the hand you ‘sposed to eat off my n+gga (my n+gga)
man i thought that we were ‘sposed to be dawgs
why you tryna hold me back, i’m tryna evolve my n+gga (my n+gga)
in the rear view i had to speed off
i came from the soil that they speak of my n+gga (my n+gga)
black seed oil with the sea moss
my vision was blurry, now i see more my n+gga (my n+gga)
keep one eye open and i see all
[verse 2]
i fight for what i believe in so both my hands is bruisin’
pocket full of [?] but my soul is richer than mansa musa
gotta stay on point ‘cuz they waitin’ to get a chance to shoot ya
you take a life and don’t think about what that man is losin’
n+gga you know you better run when them people come
caught like a beating drum, hang around some evil ones
it’s been a minute since he’s seen his son
jesus piece around his neck but don’t believe in none
that’s just the way it is
he went to church as a kid, but he ain’t been praying since
and now he dancin’ with the devil, you can’t play defense
only eleven when he seen his uncle lay brick
he seen a n+gga get domed, almost made him sick
he feel his house isn’t a home, and he hate this sh+t
you n+ggas tired of being broke, we tryna make it rich
i’m on my way to get to work, i’m bouta to make it flip
just wanna know

[hook]
tell me how you bite the hand you ‘sposed to eat off my n+gga (my n+gga)
man i thought that we were ‘sposed to be dawgs
why you tryna hold me back, i’m tryna evolve my n+gga (my n+gga)
in the rear view i had to speed off
i came from the soil that they speak of my n+gga (my n+gga)
black seed oil with the sea moss
my vision was blurry, now i see more my n+gga (my n+gga)
keep one eye open and i see all



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