Ijustwantyoutobecareful by Kis The Indigo Lyrics
[Verse 1]
20/20 so I got the vision, believers of the lyricism
I got the New Religion, No Fear Of God
But I got the provision, the dope to your addiction
And before I make a decision I just ask myself
"What would Nipsey do?'
Speak for the people and every little gipsy know
I put my soul in the music, I got the Egyptian flow
The flow that's dirtier than the water we pollute
To the tree of life we are the root
But all you care about
Is just the fruit, is just the fruit
What you here for, you wanna hear the truth?
Or you rather listen to mumblin' over an 808 and a flute?
There's no purpose in the rap since they put the perky's in the rap
It's the New God Flow I got the verses in the back
We got the curses in the trap I got the serpent in attack
In reverse and that's a cap (and that's a cap)
[Verse 2]
But look what you know 'bout them sleepless nights?
Lifting heavyweight but I paid the price
Tryna find hope in being lost, just tryna fight for the rights
Until I get left, before they turn the lights
But bad luck for you I can see through the dark
Corona got us blocked We sick in the heart
And they feed us poison with that fast food shit
That i can only compare to your fucking music
That's surface level lyricism My inner prism
Got me rapping 'bout my nervous system
And how these people come out worse
Than when they went to prison?
We got it all but still want more
It's Hell On Earth we need a reform
Or a Quiet Storm, that would take it all
We had enough
Or like South America, light it up
Shit, bars hotter than the South Pole
People starvin', you stacking up in your household
[Verse 3]
We used to joke I would tattoo your name on my chest
Cross it out, just another nigga that I x ed
But as time goes on and we grow older
The temperatures rising but the world turns colder
When I heard you sick I swear I started writing my will
'Cause the plan is not to live forever, but to create something that will
You kept telling me to grow my hair and get braids
How to talk with girls and how to get paid
I always looked up to you, you like an older brother
And I told you we gonna get that money I put that on my dead mother
I wanna see you flexing them Jordans after your transplant
See you milly rocking out the hospital, but that ain't your last dance
Now my braids so long that they leaning on my shoulder
Just hope you understand this metaphor and it turn you to a soldier
But fuck if your blood not flowing 'cause we the bone brothers
And as the legend says the marathon continues
20/20 so I got the vision, believers of the lyricism
I got the New Religion, No Fear Of God
But I got the provision, the dope to your addiction
And before I make a decision I just ask myself
"What would Nipsey do?'
Speak for the people and every little gipsy know
I put my soul in the music, I got the Egyptian flow
The flow that's dirtier than the water we pollute
To the tree of life we are the root
But all you care about
Is just the fruit, is just the fruit
What you here for, you wanna hear the truth?
Or you rather listen to mumblin' over an 808 and a flute?
There's no purpose in the rap since they put the perky's in the rap
It's the New God Flow I got the verses in the back
We got the curses in the trap I got the serpent in attack
In reverse and that's a cap (and that's a cap)
[Verse 2]
But look what you know 'bout them sleepless nights?
Lifting heavyweight but I paid the price
Tryna find hope in being lost, just tryna fight for the rights
Until I get left, before they turn the lights
But bad luck for you I can see through the dark
Corona got us blocked We sick in the heart
And they feed us poison with that fast food shit
That i can only compare to your fucking music
That's surface level lyricism My inner prism
Got me rapping 'bout my nervous system
And how these people come out worse
Than when they went to prison?
We got it all but still want more
It's Hell On Earth we need a reform
Or a Quiet Storm, that would take it all
We had enough
Or like South America, light it up
Shit, bars hotter than the South Pole
People starvin', you stacking up in your household
[Verse 3]
We used to joke I would tattoo your name on my chest
Cross it out, just another nigga that I x ed
But as time goes on and we grow older
The temperatures rising but the world turns colder
When I heard you sick I swear I started writing my will
'Cause the plan is not to live forever, but to create something that will
You kept telling me to grow my hair and get braids
How to talk with girls and how to get paid
I always looked up to you, you like an older brother
And I told you we gonna get that money I put that on my dead mother
I wanna see you flexing them Jordans after your transplant
See you milly rocking out the hospital, but that ain't your last dance
Now my braids so long that they leaning on my shoulder
Just hope you understand this metaphor and it turn you to a soldier
But fuck if your blood not flowing 'cause we the bone brothers
And as the legend says the marathon continues