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[Intro]
“I mean the reason they call him ‘Crazy Joe’ he goes off once in a while. Uhh, but he’s the type of guy you can go to and talk to, you know?
‘Uhh Joey, look these guys are doin’ somethin’ they have no reason to be doin’, I mean, what’s goin’ on here?’
Joey, he’d go out there and talk to ’em and they’ll listen, suddenly Joe will go crazy, you know?”

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Hold up
What’s life like now? Shots of the expresso
Gettin’ star bucks been the basic manifesto
I’m up early mornin’, breakin’ fast through the thresholds (uh-huh)
They tell I’ma wear myself out, but that’s the dress code (swag)
Unlock the swag and nigga let’s go
We securin’ bags, you niggas insecure and mad
One hundred thirty on the dash, that’s if my nigga Lex drove
Keep the heat, the stash, if you got
Usually we positive, just tryna stay blessed though
I’d rather to be safe, never know what to expect yo
In the streets, we livin’ in, niggas invidious, serious
And ’cause of this, inside of me, kept hidden, it’s hideous (uh)
And that’s ugly truth, I’m speakin’ from my troubled youth
To whom I try to give a mental boost when I’m in the booth
Been through the struggle, made it out, I’m the livin’ proof
I took the pain like I pull it from my wisdom tooth (nigga)

[Interlude]
“We’re still surviving, you know we took our bruises and we came out. We survived, we here, we got this, which I think is out of sight”

[Verse 2: Chuck Strangers]
First me and Robi break up
Now every day I wake up, with more bullshit as I arrive to the pulpit
Pro Era apostle (preach), nigga droppin’ gospels
Chucky be a reverend, Psalm 47
God is the king of all on earth
But after him know that the Era is first (know that)
Know it’s all about knowin’ your worth
Thank Christ for savin’ my life today
Know I have the right of way
I’m blessed to see a brighter day (blessed)
Keep me away from ruthless
You can teach a man a lesson, but don’t make him feel stupid
Put me on, don’t put me down, my g
We all out here just tryna be
Fine lines between egos and insecurities
You ain’t less of a man if you don’t squeeze (if you don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze)
You not necessarily a man if you do
Chalk it up to human nature, ’cause it’s just what men do (it’s just what men do)
Self-destruct with no fucks, all of to give up
I’m Chuck, Strangers

[Outro]
“And like I see a whole new future opening up for me and like I really don’t want to do all the things I’ve done over the years before. I really don’t want to do them again. But, like if I do them, like in the past, I don’t go around bragging ‘I done this, I done that,’ to myself so nobody knows about it. And when nobody knows, word don’t get out and you don’t get busted.”

[Verse]
I will break with you
For your body to be freed
Not pleased
Take the weight of you
For your gravity to be erased
Just a phantom muse
What was the form, the flesh, the feet, the face?

[Refrain 1]
Come to life, my hungry arms are begging you
But what more can you do?

[Chorus]
Labor reveal
Before our eyes, into our ears
Unfurl with light
The stars around us disappear
Just what is torn
What comes alive inside of us

[Chorus]
Labor reveal
Before our eyes, into our ears
Unfurl with light
The stars around us disappear
Just what is torn
What comes to life inside of us

[Refrain 2]
Come to, come to, come to life, come to

[Verse]
Second cycle, the kid is movin’ like Billy Idol
With some past due W’s that I’m still entitled
City love me I treat it like it’s a bridal
Tux black as the strap I’m using to hit the rival
Last album was great, but I know this one is greater
I made it this far as a great tastemaker without a spread from Complex and them covers that come in from FADER
I’m at tables with mans you love it
Fuck it, I made it from buckets
Slept in the rugged seats of a Civic
To walking in the city and niggas screaming I did it
I spit this shit from way back for ’em
This for niggas that told me, “I’ll come back” but never came back for ’em
Loyal to them so I wait back for ’em like they my niggas
Knowin’ they isn’t, these niggas so insufficient
When we was both dealing, I used to throw in the pigeon
I guess, that mean nothing when niggas start coexisting
I done lost some good girls and niggas that I would cope with
Been backstabbed by niggas I used to smoke with
As far as rap I’m not the one to toe-to-toe with or go at it blow for blow with the silly shit no for no with
Money on the line, its money all on my mind
Calculating this vision, I sum it up for the grind
I promise when I got it I’d fuck it up for the times
Put 20k on the tab and buss it up every time, you get me?
In a Bentley smokin’ on a fat 20, jealous niggas don’t offend me, Dior dripped in the Fendi
I do it for the family OGs that never sent me on mission when I was down to put clip in and leave it empty and work
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout who got at me and dissed
I’m blessed, when I think about who shot at me and missed
I came from real situations
Niggas got clapped for little insinuations, time and impatience
Been grindin’, finding my way in so much bros like the Wayans
Sometime it weigh me down whenever they try weigh in
In the day out, in the day in, shooters on say when
Niggas got clapped before the day end
The city I come from, taught me that there’s nothing to run from
It taught me get my money in lump sums
So ’til that day, still at war, I’m still at pay
Never change boy, we still that way
It’s young Fargo

[Verse 1]
Hold onto my heartbeat like you mean it
‘Cause there’s something too real to let it slide
If you gotta go, we can achieve it
You better believe it, so do I
I don’t need your words to get me goin’
Let your body language set the tone
Save all your emotions for the motion
Don’t make me go at this alone

[Pre-Chorus]
Up and down in your direction
I keep lookin’
Up and down in your direction
And I feel you watchin’ too

[Chorus]
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Are you openin’ doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Ooh, it’s gettin’ so hot in here, ooh
I keep makin’ it crystal clear, ooh
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?

[Verse 2]
I’ll lasso you into my dimension
You’ll pull me into your universe
Let’s see who can handle all the tension
Who’s getting it first? Mmm…

[Pre-Chorus]
Up and down in your direction
I keep lookin’
Up and down in your direction
And I feel you watchin’ too

[Chorus]
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Are you openin’ doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Ooh, it’s gettin’ so hot in here, ooh
I keep makin’ it crystal clear, ooh
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?

[Bridge]
Now I wanna try somethin’
My subconscious goes
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (haha, yeah)
And yours goes
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (I like that)
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (all together) (okay)
Ooh!

[Chorus]
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Are you openin’ doors to your feelings?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?
Ooh, it’s gettin’ so hot in here, ooh (gettin’ so hot)
I keep makin’ it crystal clear, ooh (keep makin’ it)
Are you thinkin’ the same thing I’m thinkin’?
Are you? Are you? Are you? Are you?

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 1]
Look at them
Uh
How to make it in America
Real nigga, day one, ain’t a lot of us
Mom worked two jobs, it was hard for us
Me and sis made it out, now she proud of us
They ain’t teach me how to rap in those private schools
Wasn’t like my rich friends, had a lot to lose
Less money, less options, lot of rules
So when that first deal came it was opportune
And shawty got potential, I scout that
She say she in love, but I doubt that
Maybe it’s the drugs or the clout
I get love in the north, I get love in the south, yeah
Shawty claim she a feminist and her ex man feminine
God damn girl you know that he average
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 2]
New money
Now I’m in the Benz truck with a new honey
Yeah, they said I wouldn’t make it
I’m like, “You funny”
Laughing at my haters like, “You dummies”
The night is young, girl what can you do for me?
Six figures, five shows, big ballin’
Look, I’m very important
I took a break, had some things I had to get sorted
I might retire in my prime like I’m M. Jordan
Table dancing in South Hampton
Use the wine glasses for dirty fantas
We coolin’ out in the whip and I done damn near smashed every girl on my list
KD at the three, Djokovic with the racket
Phelps in the pool, I’m like Speith at the masters
God damn girl you know you a bad bitch
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Bridge]
Another day in the U.S.A
Just another day in America
Kids from my hood look up to the drug dealers
The system set us up for failure
I just wanna make enough to pay dividends
Then invest in black businesses
They teach us to hate what we see in the mirror
But it can’t break our spirit

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them