United In Grief

Album: Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers (2022)
Charted: 14 8
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  • I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
    (Tell them, tell 'em, tell them the truth)
    I hope you find some paradise
    (Tell them, tell 'em the truth, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em your)
    I've been goin' through somethin'
    One thousand, eight hundred and fifty-five days
    I've been goin' through somethin'
    Be afraid

    What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
    A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
    What is a woman that really hurt?
    A demon, you're better off killin' her
    What is a relative makin' repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
    That is a predator hit reverse
    All of your presidents evil thirst

    What is a neighborhood reputable?
    That is a snitch on a pedestal
    What is a house with a better view?
    A family broken invariables
    What is a rapper with jewelry?
    A way that I show my maturity
    What if I call on security?
    That mean I'm callin' on God for purity

    I went and got me a therapist
    I can debate on my theories and sharin' it (whoa)
    Consolidate all my comparisons
    Humble enough because time was imperative (whoa)
    Startin' to feel like it's only one answer to everything
    I don't know where it is (whoa)
    Poppin' a bottle of Claritin (whoa)
    Is it my hate or my arrogance? (whoa)

    Shakin' and movin', like, what am I doin'?
    I'm flippin' my time through the Rolodex
    Indulgin' myself and my life and my music
    The world that I'm in is a cul-de-sac
    The world that we in is just menacin'
    The demons portrayed as religionous
    I wake in the mornin', another appointment
    I hope the psychologist listenin'

    The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
    The "Where you from?" it was all for rap
    I was twenty-eight years young, twenty mil' in tax
    Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
    Five hunnid in jewelry, chain was magic
    Never had it in public, late reaction
    50K to cousins, post a caption
    Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

    I grieve different
    I grieve different (huh)

    I met her on the third night of Chicago
    North America tour, my enclave
    Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
    Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
    Eyes light green penetratin' the moonlight
    Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like

    Big Bang for theory, God, hopin' you hear me
    Phone out to ring, but tell the world I'm busy
    Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn't care enough
    Sympathize when her daddy in the chain gang
    Her first brother got killed, he was twenty-one
    I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave
    Heartbroken when Estelle didn't say goodbye
    Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
    Green eyes said you'd be okay, first tour, sex the pain away

    I grieve different
    I grieve different (huh)

    The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
    The "Where you from?" it was all for rap
    I was twenty-eight years young, twenty mil' in tax
    Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
    Five hunnid in jewelry, chain was magic
    Never had it in public, late reaction
    50K to cousins, post a caption
    Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

    So what, paralyzed, the county buildin' controlled us
    I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
    I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
    I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
    You know the family dynamics on repeat
    The insecurities locked down on PC

    I bought a .223, nobody peace treat
    You won't doo-doo me, I smell TNT
    Dave bought him a Porsche, so I bought a Porsche
    Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions
    Poverty was the case, but the money wipin' the tears away

    I grieve different
    (Everybody grieves different)
    (Everybody grieves different)
    I grieve different (huh) Writer/s: Duval Kojo Bankole Timothy, Jake Kosich, Jason Kevin Pounds, Johnny Kosich, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Mark Anthony Spears, Matthew Schaeffer, Sam Dew, Timothy Maxey
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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