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lyrics
Verse 1 Moruf
Damn son we get it popping like hand-guns
Wait till fam come skip to that loot with no and one
They say you are what you choose to be
Bad habits turn to that lifestyle probably lead to the eulogy, damn
Some niggas is in some niggas is flukes
How ya homie hitting highs but he still on the stoop
Swear to God I’m writing scribes when I listen to loops
How these niggas living lies but still could claim they the truth, damn
Stone cold 3:16 sipping my brewski
Phone home we flip things riding that hooptie on a Saturday
A couple of things that I had to say
Some situations heard you had to pay it’s all love
Summertime chill with the broady, let your cool bling
Homie had the ambition a couple hoop dreams
Situation with ya cousin thinking twice
Caught a body in Atlanta heard yal niggas doing life
Split second how these skies is hella grey
I heard ya shorty wilding, another baby on the way
You should’ve followed intuition
Another good nigga making bad decisions
Chorus
Medicine man lend me your ear
let me listen to your way
Doctor remove my eyes no surprise
Just reveal my lane
Verse 2 Cavalier
When keeping it real go right though
Had to tell her chill can't make ill plans for new life though
Verse and the session got skeletons
It's a thriller watch me ghost dance let the hurricane settle in
Delicate, give a f*ck or celibate
strict drug regiment quick judgements is embezzlement
When you're just trynna make sense of it
The settlement I'm setting sail to sediment
Can't be set in sand, that would be settling
That's unsettling, backwards pedaling
Adverb, luckily ancestors agree my life's worth meddling
Head banging the boom bits, head aching too big
Extra Excedrin et cetera et cetera
There's no revisions surgeons can't reverse incisions
We'd be worse friends if I made you my Earth
Without nurturing your giving tree
That'd be too cavalier, not chivalry
See you when I see you, If I see you keep it civil please
Should have followed intuition
Chorus
credits
from Private Stock,
released March 30, 2018
prod by Quelle Chris and Malik Abdul-Rahmaan
written by K. Cherry, M. Adewumi, Nelson Nance
supported by 77 fans who also own “Medicine Man feat Moruf and Blvck Spvde”
funny, depressing, comforting, human. A dense record I enjoy more as I've gotten older, and one of the many standouts of Quelle Chris' career. Truly impressive body of work alienasu