FOLKLORE

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, ta ta, yeah
Yuh, yeah

[Refrain]
Hit the same old walk
Go on, simmer down
Couple shots to the crown for all the lost ones
It was painted in these histories we draw from

[Verse]
These reflections, revelations got me awestruck
Like who gon' [war?] for us when it's all done?
I'm at the top floor, leave your head spun
Tryna redefine the sun, yeah that's the [one of one?]
Underlocking [key?], undernеath the gun
Let's wrap it in the flеsh, wrap it in the [?]
Niggas cued a new dialect, don't you bite it, baby
I was trapping maybe, you be capping daily
My mind gone to Jamaica, I'm stone cold crazy
I'm exonerated, the evil couldn't break me
Ripples never phased me, bitch I'm sanctified
I was qualified, stomp it in the overtime
Kick the metal cases, swoop it into overdrive
Niggas hold the line, before they pitfall
There ain't a thing that's impossible, nigga get yours
Seven star crosses, on the scoreboard
I'm at the black [?] [kickin'?] folklore
Nigga, smile more
(Yeah)

[Refrain]
Yah, Hit the same old walk
Go on, simmer down
Pour some liquor to the ground for the lost ones
It was painted in the history