Black man
Black man
Yeah you know this
I been
Dedicated and devoted
I been taking my steps with a motive
Im just living my life like its golden
Man thank god for Jill Scott
The homie just passed man it feels odd
Love you dog
I'm a ride till the wheels stop
Get out and then run until my heels hot
A lot of work we was putting in
We was on the search for the truth within
At Luzukos crib sipping on the juice and gin
A lot of things that i wish we could again
But thats a rhyme for another time
High school sipping on the Jack and lime
Nowadays i only sip it if it had a vine
Warm nights and some cold wine
Black man
Black man
Yeah you know this
Hands are swollen
Sparring the winter your mans the coldest
Had to focus the path was chosen
Black black
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Black man
Black man
Yeah you know this
I been
Dedicated and devoted
I been taking my steps with a motive
Im just living my life like its golden
Man thank god for Jill Scott
The homie just passed man it feels odd
Love you dog
I'm a ride till the wheels stop
Get out and then run until my heels hot
A lot of work we was putting in
We was on the search for the truth within
At Luzukos crib sipping on the juice and gin
A lot of things that i wish we could again
But thats a rhyme for another time
High school sipping on the Jack and lime
Nowadays i only sip it if it had a vine
Warm nights and some cold wine
Black man
Black man
Yeah you know this
Hands are swollen
Sparring the winter your mans the coldest
Had to focus the path was chosen
Black black
Black man
Yeah you know this
I been
Dedicated and devoted
I been taking my steps with a motive
Im just living my life like its golden
Man thank god for Jill Scott
The homie just passed man it feels odd
Love you dog
I'm a ride till the wheels stop
Get out and then run until my heels hot
A lot of work we was putting in
We was on the search for the truth within
At Luzukos crib sipping on the juice and gin
A lot of things that i wish we could again
But thats a rhyme for another time
High school sipping on the Jack and lime
Nowadays i only sip it if it had a vine
Warm nights and some cold wine
Black man
Black man
Yeah you know this
Hands are swollen
Sparring the winter your mans the coldest
Had to focus the path was chosen
Black black
Writer: Onke Mazaleni
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