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thecitizen - until the red and blue come get us lyrics

[verse 1]
i remember back in my old days
tripping in 4th grade
talking like i’m the sh+t and i had my goals paved
before that old day, became just a no+name
when i was a no+name, and i ain’t had no game
back on sommers street, police would always bring a different energy
remember seeing all the minorities kicking frightfully
only people i ever seen, were scared in poverty
or scared to get arrested for some robbery
mom was moving flower and my stepdad kept his sh+t undercover
when he’d never let us go to the bas+m+nt when he was under it
under the influence a h+ll of a k!lla
my mom was second deal, or little to nothing
next to them bottles of pills

[pre+chorus]
there i was from 17, to 22
didn’t notice all the trauma i was going through
just knew i was a little kid on the spectrum
tryna climb up all the trees i fell from
tryna live peacefully, but my siblings never really get me
got a bad past with violence so deep down that sh+t still get to me

[chorus]
back, back, back, back up, back up, back up
there’s someone on the run and all the time we playing catchup
we keep the speakers bumping loud, never need suppressors
so everybody put yo f+cking hands up
we telling em
back, back, back, back up, back up, back up
we all crying hoping we’ll get through this sh+t together
so if we have a barrel we’re keeping our f+cking heads up
and blasting our music until the red and blue come get us+
[verse 2]
stop this sh+t
i’ma go preposterous
knew that i had talent but ain’t had no one to offer it
i’m a different type of breed, i’m above you like an ostrich
it’s hard to f+cking breathe, with my brothers in a coffin
and i’m steady making beats
i live in the projects, while them golds is in your t++th
wasn’t focused about money or the soles on my feet
wasn’t worried about clothes, wasn’t worried about beef
i was wondering at home if we’re ever gonna eat
i got connections, my dog in mississippi
shout out blake, he a weapon
sha’ll put a couple f+cking holes in your chest man
me and kason used to be together in them sessions
f+ck cayden sessions
turned into a fake b+tch, guess i learned my lesson
will and seth could battle mof+ckas out of existence
i can’t look around at all my enemies and pretend
cause i’d say i’m the best, but i’m rapping with my best friends…
telling em

- thecitizen lyrics

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