Recitatif

[Part I]

[Intro]
Yeah, back to wearin' all my jewelry again
A Black king feel the fury again
I'll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men
Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win, uh
Yeah, back to wearin' all my jewelry again
A Black king feel the fury again
I'll swim in fire 'fore I'm judged by a jury of men
Circumstances of the world make it absurd when we win, uh

[Verse: McKinley Dixon]
I heard
From the window, I hear my name
Said differently each time, the space between it the same
The sound from where she come from and her mama 'fore she came
I nod to the second floor, a smile, simple exchange
I think I'm losin' my vision
As the past get further away, thoughts revoke they permission
To be called upon like gods, I need to make the decision
If it's life or death, aim for his cleft, sun and trees the only ref
Hey, no need to answer yet, but can I have your stories when you gone?
I'm fiendin', itchin' to make my way to forever
I'm schemin', hopin' these niggas don't get too clever
These demons just hell-bent on bein' so Heaven-sent
Burnin' through whatever next just to find out what forever meant
Teamin' up with the thought that I don't need you
I'm leavin' outta the house just 'til the light
Look through the screen door, seen when we danced all night
Don't cry, skin the tone that let us hide in night sky
She blowin' up your phone and you miss her, nigga, don't lie
Smokin', jokin', like if we see that boy, is you gon' ride?
If the house is burnin' down, how could we survive? (Yeah)
Goddamn, nigga, don't just say all that concernin' shit
Besides, you should know, none of this is permanent
I mean, sittin' in this car mean you got a point
Sorry I put Vaseline on 'fore hittin' your joint
Water wash over is a dance to anoint
But brown liquor help me pirouette 'round the point
Yeah

[Part II]

[Intro: McKinley Dixon]
Okay
Shit

[Verse 1: McKinley Dixon]
I hit you right when I land in another country that's never gon' be seen by my mans
Risin' sun, when I wake up, you put the money in hand
We stick you with the doohickey like you was leadin' Japan (Bang)
Hangin' with y'all got me askin', "Where the wonder at?"
You and Hanes got in common? Know your nigga front to back
If it don't make mama mad, where the fun in that?
I'm tryna be everywhere that the sun is at
Red holes up in his fleece
You know that we finna drop when the drama gettin' increased
Mama got a new house, on my life, she get a new lease
Rest of the money spent on findin' ways to raise the deceased
And I'ma do it too, except your signee when he drop
I'm heavy-handed and I blame that shit right on my pops
Even boy in wheelchair finna hear the shots, get out and hop
Sweeper wet your back, ah, guess his ass more like a mop
Ain't just gon' hit him, we gon' stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
Hidden message in the Morse code go pop, pop, dash, pop
Antoinette, your mans gon' get his head chopped off his top
Textin', "Please don't do it," reply like dot, dot, dot, dot
It's not a diss if he not gon' mention me
I love hearin' stories and I love laughin' intentionally
So I welcome it, but to respond is below me
I take the magic out of pocket, put it with the homies
He gon' get you
Run

[Verse 2: Teller Bank$]
Yeah, ride with them locusts, bro, we ain't no civilians
Ride with it on me, if it's smoke, then it's fire, we drillin'
Tried told niggas, nah, I don't wanna kill 'em
Don't no lives matter to me when I get in my feelings
Bitch, I'm sensitive
Came with lead, brought them pencils in
'87 swing like a pendulum
If I'm swingin', I'm swingin' for fences then
Them and dead is a synonym, him and him
Bet this chopper spit quicker than Eminem
Bet this chopper split niggas from limb to limb
Lately my aim been shaky, no semi-in'
Fully-auto, a bottle of Henny, and uh
Couple blunts and some Benjamins
I can't fuck if she don't come with benefits
Just been rappin' and packin' and sendin' it
We was into that before the internet
Bitch, who want it? Whoever could get it next, uh
I was road runnin', dump a whole clip, I bet he hold somethin'
Never knew nothin', never told nothin'
Never half-steppin', need the whole one
If I get a whole one, I bet I let you hold some
With this shotgun, I'm a shogun
When it's showtime, I bet I showed up, bitch nigga, uh