Morocco Brown - Vacant (feat. Taylor Bennett)

Running away from my thoughts
Light up this blunt
Lemme take this plane
Running around on these blocks
Spend all my time
Tryna chase this paper
Fuck it my future is brighterThan any firefox
I'll triumph
Ascend on you all
Fuck it my Luther is silent
The activist in me
Making sure I don't fall
Hope I don't burn in this city
I learned from this city
It weren't for this city
Probably posted up
Smokin them nickies
Mookies and peanut do work with fifty
Powerless blackouts
The purge in my city
Urging my city
For change in the purse
Hear my thoughts in range or hirsch
Tear of my pop in the strain of the purp
Posted up plotting on changing the world
Parties and turnup can't aim for third
Aim for the gang
And the range hit girl
Chasing the bank
With a tank full of verbs
Young black man with thang for urb
Spit it so clean
With a brain full of blurs
And ya'll know
That I spit like an athlete
So ya'll know that I came for world
17 in the both with demons
Ebony with the boobs
Want my semen
Can't wait to see the truth of my preachings
Cause I can't dilute all my teachings
Bought this cape and boot with my visa
So I can save the dudes on my features
And I can say and do what I pleaser
Cause I pay the dues when my lease up

I been
Running way from thoughts
I see em chasing me
Oh
I been
Running way from thoughts
These dream is Vacant b
Oh
I been
Running way from thoughts
I see chasing me
I been running from my thoughts
These dreams is Vacant b

Running around with noose on my neck
With booth in my head
And the town on my back
Track after track
Smoking pack after pack
In a foreign black jag
Got the racks lap
Traffic is bad
But the pack in lap
Got my beat from the mail
Got my ass in the lab
Passing the green
To the purp get us mad
Passionate rocks
On the surface I crash
But these looks is deceiving
All this art I be preaching now
What the fuck was you thinking
Nu-flow in the deep end
Now
Daddy told me don't sell your soul
For some fucking gold
That's some tweak shit
Bow
On the 9 my pops turnt around
And them gunned him down for G shit
Wow

Written by:
Morocco Brown, Taylor Bennett

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