High - Azizi Gibson

It might be easy on the other side

Not here

Maybe you’ll understand some other time

Get real

You saw the streams when we expected life

You’re Awful

Then ran away to a place we’ll never find

Oh you thought I would forget

Oh you thought I would forget

All of them lies that you spread to my friends

Now they all caught up

You said you was fine but you judging again

What should we call that?

Hands on the vibe but you turn on your kin

I see an error in your format

There is no way we can trust you again

Really after all that

All of them lies you told to my friends

We won’t forgive you for it

Cuz we was patient while you motherfuckers still ignored us

And we was tryna fight the system, you was begging for it

Everybody got together, we was ready for it

The government is going down in all kind of sorts

I’m here to tell you how it’s going down

We don’t want no violence just hear us out

Got me like «Good God!»

I can’t go, I let go

I’m a G, I’m a soldier

Got my trucks on the ground, I’m an OG

Funny, everybody used to judge me by the old me

Lord help me

Ha!

I can’t see

But I know I’m about to be on TV

Cuz they understand that’s who were going be

Stop believing in your time

Stop depending on speed

Lord help me!