Sam Hayne - The Message 2020

Aye Aye
Close to the edge toes over the ledge Sneakers for a car sofa for a bed
Back to the wall bottle to the head Can’t get a grip so niggas gripping on that lead
Sorrow in my soul anger got me seeing red I pray to the lord angel’s got me or I’m dead
Cuz I been in the streets trying to figure out how to eat If you got jordans on your feet then I’m making off with your bread
Risking it picking pockets niggas shit out of options anything from dollars cuz I made myself a promise
Trying to defy the odds to the law I’m being defiant never trusted a soul keep my personal matters private
Watching out for the snakes on my way to being a lion coming home with the cake just to show my mama I’m trying
Head on a swivel dodging opps and the sirens just let me out my cage and bear witness to me flying
Niggas trying to take it higher
This shit a jungle my nigga I often wonder trapped up in the system how long can they keep us under
Growing up with these parents that didn’t love us make a nigga wonder how long can they keep us under
Aint neve trust the police I be screaming fuck them cuz they the motherfuckers that’s wanting to keep us under
This shit a Jungle my nigga i always wonder trapped up in the system how long can they keep us under huh
Orvis and kari forever immortalized
Don’t cross them lines my nigga you will get penalized
Enterprises ain’t no compromising out them public housing tryna thumb thru a 100 thousand
Trouble souls See your soul is in debt pay attention pay these niggas wit reality checks
Only spend only what we need and we save up the rest Brodie praying on his knees cause his homie got stretched
Uhh
Bro low wit that iron like he anemic
Conversation in person they can’t be repeated
Watch for the leaches gotta move strategic
Back against the wall your learn to play on defense
Blend in wit the hood like you camouflage
When they see you doing good that’s when they sabotage
Cuz died on the scene when they let it off
Im just tryna right my wrongs before they write me off
This shit a jungle my nigga I often wonder
Trapped up in the system how long can they keep us under
Growing up with these parents that didn’t love us
Make a nigga wonder how long can they keep us under
Aint neve trust the police I be screaming fuck them
Cuz they the motherfuckers that’s wanting to keep us under
The shit a Jungle my nigga i always wonder
Trapped up in the system how long can they keep us under huh
Niggas tryna make it higher
Niggas tryna take it higher
Niggas tryna make it higher
Yop

Written by:
Jracarr Johnson, Nathaniel Riggs, Terrell Beckman

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