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Aw3som3 Alv1n — Un1t3d 1n Gr13f
Artist: → Aw3som3 Alv1n
Aw3som3 Alv1n — Un1t3d 1n Gr13f — lyrics
{intro}
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(tell them, tell ’em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise
(tell ’em, tell ’em the truth)
(tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em your—)
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I’ve been goin’ through somethin’
Be afraid
{verse 1}
What is a ***** in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A dеmon, you’re better off killing hеr
What is a relative making repetitive narratives
On how you did it first?
That is a predator, hit reverse
All of your presidents’ evil thirst
What is a neighborhood reptable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?
A family broken in variables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that i show my maturity
What if i call on security?
That mean i’m calling on god for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humblin’ up because time is imperative (woah)
I’m starting to feel like it’s only one answer
To everything, i don’t know where it is (woah)
Popping a bottle of claritin (woah)
Is it my head or my arrogance? (woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am i doing?
I’m flipping my time through the rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music
The world that i’m in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing
The demons portrayed as religionous
I wake in the morning, another appointment
I hope the psychologist listenin’
{chorus: aw3som3 alv1n}
The new mercedes with black g-wagon
The «where you from?» it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill’ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty k to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
{refrain: aw3som3 alv1n}
I grieve different
I grieve different (huh)
{verse 2: aw3som3 alv1n}
I met her on the third night of chicago
North america tour, my enclave
Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs i wrote and the bible
Eyes like green penetratin’ the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big bang for theory, god, hopin’ you hear me
Phone off the ringer, tell the world, «i’m busy»
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn’t care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one
I was nine when they put lamont in the grave
Heartbroken when estelle didn’t say goodbye
Chad left his body after we facetimed
Green eyes said you’d be okay, first tour *** the pain away
{refrain: aw3som3 alv1n}
I grieve different
I grieve different (huh)
{chorus: aw3som3 alv1n}
The new mercedes with black g-wagon
The way you front, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill’ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty k to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive
{verse 3: aw3som3 alv1n}
So what, paralyzed, the county building controlled us
I bought a rolex watch, i only wore it once
I bought infinity pools i never swimmed in
I watched keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on pc
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
You won’t doo-doo me, i smell tnt
Dave got him a porsche, so i got me a porsche
Paid lottery for it, i ain’t want it in portions
Poverty was the case
But the money wipin’ the tears away
{outro: aw3som3 alv1n}
I grieve different
(everybody grieves different)
(everybody grieves different)
I grieve different (huh)
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