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lirik lagu zay carter – graudate & do well

i just wanna graduate and do well
tryna get my day 1’s into retail
slimes tryna sneak and always leave trails
my hope is in jehovah know he can’t fail
smiling through the pain in cause you can’t tell

these days i hold me head high
feeling broken like a hang nail
these the type of thoughts that you can’t tell
end up with your head plated up, firmly posted on the mantle
people watching close from different angles
use to float high like an angel
free my brothers in jail
this country sells the prison system intel
for those of y’all the cops consider black males
this probably get me black mailed

even if it’s true these things you can’t tell

cause the truth sometimes can feel so painful
speaking on truth can be so fatal
blessed to have air inside my nasal
and blessed to have some money on my paypal
been anxious since the cradle

working for a life that’s more stable
to shut it down for a third time would be so shameful
do it when i’m willing and able

family murdered me like cain
promise not to do that sh~t again

my first day out i searched for your appraisal
some church folk called me archangel
i’m playful
paper stuck together sticking on me i’m a staple
building up a team to start a label
no fable
walked in the spot cut the phone and the cable
i’ll prolly be gone till april
slaps like jacks need maple
like jesus imma have to flip a table

stop me when i’m gone, don’t enable

mann..

this country tends to get so racial
stay grateful

yeah
avoid the hateful

regretfully, some family members will erase you
i always felt that sh~t was so distasteful

change issues
my first relationship was sh~t, unfaithful
added third perspectives, turned to triangles

and once i dived into the church cleaned me up, detangled
now i’m all bright, star spangled

and i just wanna

these days i hold me head high
feeling broken like a hang nail
these the type of thoughts that you can’t tell
end up with your head plated up, firmly posted on the mantle
cause people watching close from different angles

some monkeys spoke words
i’m bananas trying to get out of this jungle
thoughts jumbled
my platform had to crumble
i mumble

but always looked up to my uncles
the whole bundle
think they the ones that keep me humble
now i struggle
to keep my balance up, so when i get to stumble
sometimes it’s just too much for me to juggle
i pieced this sh~t together like a puzzle
for me to stop somebody gotta muzzle
or bring muscle

yeah

deodorize you n~ggas, like fungals
sh~t will get you cl!cked like funnels
i dug out depression battled death with my bare knuckles
used to rock the texas belt buckles

and blow bubbles

now i call executive huddles
tryna pool money like puddles
getting to cookie like crumble
demand double
blessed to have me a cutie
thats loves cuddles

- lirik lagu zay carter

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