JID - Skegee lyrics

Take a chance, have faith, my lad You got all of the same tools all the greats have had Two eyes, two ears, one mouth, two hands You can watch, listen more than you speak, take advantage You peek all the karma that come with makin’ the cream The crop, full of demons providin’ you what you need They got, what’s your thing? Alcohol or the lean? Put the coke inside the weed, them ni**as seasonin’ the greens Rap game turned from the slingers to the fiends But I’m in between, I mean I ain’t pickin’ teams but I had a dream like King fu*kin’ on this pretty little bi—, queen, I mean Point me to the cheese, ni**as talkin’ cream Park the car, I’m ’bout to part the seas And move a mountain for money, nothing keepin’ me From gettin’ to you, gettin’ to me, Marvin G, Tammi T But get your eyes cleaned for something you have never not, not seen .. under .. the .. Watch the sun disappear Lightning strikes across the sky In the blue Look Take a chance, have faith, my lad You got all of the same tools all the greats have had Maybe lesser than that Way back when I was puttin’ on my football cap This institution came recruitin’, lit a root for the stats They sat me in a room with my dad And it was cool but when they left I was glad And my pops was too, he said that’s good-a*s parenting Reminding me ’bout that school that did them n***a experiments On them black people, sharecroppers, down in Alabama, damn It’s not that far from Atlanta, it was the 1930s They did them black folks dirty because a tan A man was not a man, n***a, your granny wasn’t grand A scammer to the planett