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von prospa - burn slow lyrics

[hook]

smoking, ‘oking
don’t you k!ll my vibe
b-tch i’m way up, way up, way
all the way up way up
and we’re smoking, ‘oking
don’t you k!ll my vibe
b-tch i’m way up, way up, way (aye it’s prospa n-gga)
all the way up way up

[verse 1]

k!ll me, can’t k!ll my vibe
they’re k!lling all my guys
they’re blinding all our eyes
they think we won’t survive
i light a blunt for all my n-ggas up there in the sky
i burn my mask to free the people trapped behind disguise
i grab her hand and show her that the kids can really fly
i tell my brothers we gon’ make it, pray and close your eyes
my momma trippin’, thinking she gon’ lose me to these streets
i’m late night sippin’, shawty she don’ lost me to these beats
my n-ggas pimpin’, every night a different shawty’s sheets
a colored skin is dipped in gold, we are the kings and queens
i guess i am to blame
i cannot show my face
i feel it in my veins
this little drug called fame
you see my head, now aim
thinking back to the days
we had the lungs to smoke
but had no green to pay
my brothers in the cage
my sisters filled with rage
we not asking for peace
we just gon’ come and take
prospa for mayor, man i’m thinking that i really should
all our n-ggas come together, man we really could
change the world and if you with me meet me in your hood
back streets, back seats, rolling backwoods
sometimes i wanna go away just like my father did
sometimes i fear for what we left behind for all our kids
supposed to influence but we to busy getting lit
f-ck it i guess, life too short to sit and reminisce

[hook]

smoking (we smoking), ‘oking (yea)
don’t you k!ll my vibe
b-tch i’m way up (don’t k!ll it), way up, way (it’s prospa n-gga)
all the way up way up
and we’re smoking, ‘oking
don’t you k!ll my vibe
b-tch i’m way up, way up, way
all the way up way up

[verse 2 kesirian]

b-tch, i’m so way up i almost missed the lay-up
temporary player came to bring the cast
smoking super saiyan, all i need is papers
running through the hood, we never got a paper
life saver when i fill my lungs with vapor, light saber when i’m feeling dark vader (aye)
prolific when i spit it, it may get explicit
smoking everyday to end this prohibition, yeah
the gov don’t see the vision, though it’s well depicted
i guess they missed it, just like the episode of hit list
you’re on the top, don’t make me cross you off
and crack a bottle across ya noggin like mazel tov
don’t k!ll my vibe because you’re rubbing off, like rubbing alcohol (f-ck that sh-t)
but i ain’t stressing it’s all good (ha), and i ain’t stressing it’s all good

[hook]

and we’re smoking, ‘oking
don’t you k!ll my vibe
b-tch i’m way up, way up, way
all the way up way up way

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