[00:00.57]I don't have you
[00:02.51]And like true friends
[00:05.04]And say, "I'm sorry you're blue"
[00:11.00]I don't have you
[00:13.37]And like true friends
[00:16.09]They still come around
[00:21.16]I'm waiting for growth to show up if I hope to manifest
[00:24.16]3 A.M.? I'm awaiting awake to hear me rest
[00:27.08]Fate to send caress and a face that I can feel
[00:29.61]With weight from heavy breasts
[00:31.13]An embrace that helps me chill
[00:32.67]Grace that human males can't feel
[00:34.71]Unless he builds with a female until time stands still
[00:38.08]When we take off our shells and chill
[00:40.22]All before fingers learn bodies like we got blindman skill
[00:43.58]She speaks no evil but says whatever
[00:46.10]After Shaking up bed-feathers still prays together
[00:48.61]On a parlay flip, permanent private party trip
[00:51.66]The next Ruby and Ossie Davis, I'm talking great shit
[00:54.52]Up walking late, lit. 4:25, high
[00:56.88]Her mighty fine thighs silhoutted by sky-rise
[00:59.72]Place the know how, behind mine eyes
[01:01.93]To take something unfortunate
[01:03.43]And show them they're a fortune in my life
[01:05.37]Look KY side, lend me a hand, send me a plan
[01:07.90]A Remy Shand message of love, tell Cupid we fam'
[01:10.43]And to clock something that'll learn who I am
[01:13.21]As I learn with, chillin out, watching our hourglass sands
[01:16.34]I don't have you
[01:18.77]And like true friends
[01:21.38]And say, "I'm sorry you're blue"
[01:27.24]I don't have you
[01:29.69]And like true friends
[01:32.36]And say, "I'm sorry you're blue"
[01:38.07]Spent Pubescent years, blessed with peers I could trust
[01:40.96]Spinning records to a game of checkers after dusk
[01:43.64]Laughter rushes out of mouth, clutchin my stomach, abs burning
[01:47.17]From fast learning, not cash earning
[01:49.08]Cause we wasn't really on 'at yet, just yes' y'alling
[01:51.78]At this point, our lil' brainchild was hardly crawling
[01:54.55]But had fallen enough times to keep a nigga's head strong
[01:57.24]****ed with enough spiders to charm a mama leglong
[01:59.91]We's dead wrong, many days and nights
[02:01.96]Trying strange thangs
[02:03.11]From jane to cane and variants of the same change
[02:05.50]Get trapped, you off map, no Peter Pan scenes
[02:08.19]Where everythings tight and lily whiter than Klan dreams
[02:10.90]Tryna get something ripe, a nice woman queen
[02:13.63]Stay strong and fight life, like Sudan kings
[02:16.38]Pray to make cents for giving
[02:18.08]And make sense out of living
[02:19.65]Lord give me patience to gain wisdom, please
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