Najee Koncept - Don't Break

Passion for writing
Compassion for innocent lifers
Grabbing dreams
Baby's killed
Before
They knew what life was
Bullets stray
Taught to have faith
Waaayyyy
Before we knew who Christ was
Addicts
Paved the way
Like the day
We
Need them for storage
Or it's
Drama
We hooked to
Singing the chorus
A repeated pattern
Tryna be to my seed
What he see in Santa
Couldn't even fathom

Having
To decide
Do I die
Or watch my son rise
Like the morning time
I
Try to enjoy the time
Hate the court defined
What a Father is
Tried to play me short
On my confidence
Cool
I'll receive the complements
To the chef though
Contagious as strep throat
Embrace
The hate
It's felt yo
Just how the cards were dealt though
My
Pen
Keep me
To busy to link
Like
Sneaky
Album mode

Written by:
Najee Wells

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