Baby you can twist my hair Just don’t forget to pick it out And if you get caught over there Don’t forget what you about I know that you might be scared I know you might be filled with doubt So baby you can twist my hair Just don’t forget to pick it out Burdened with these heavy hearts Life depends on us moving lightly Not afraid, we commemorate ya family on that white tee Immortal pictures Portraits painted so beautifully My niggas kill God He get too his name damn close to me Sunlight getting all caught up in these coils This shea oil got a nigga feeling royal Crown twisted in my negro hair Blooming right out of my scalp Weeds stretching for the sun I'ma need you to pick 'em out And plant flowers on it Likе a ceremonial tomb Still get my haircut by grandma insidе of her living room It's like that Things on my mind and you can tell Like that one summer when you asked if that boy, he was doin' well He got lightning in his eyes Let’s hope he keeps his heart intact 'Cause when you reaching for the sky Your thunder might get clapped It’s not fair We doing’ this 'cause we care But if he come around here We separate that garden right from underneath of his Baby you can twist my hair Just don’t forget to pick it out (yeah) And if you get caught over there (yeah) Don’t forget what you about I know that you might be scared I know you might be filled with doubt So baby you can twist my hair Just don’t forget to pick it out Bald spots appear from the crown's weight And where it formed inside the rim Memories as red black green jewels adorn Worn with a tilt, paying homage to those that walked before But now we jump and now we sing And now we fly and how we mourn How we praise and how we dance Movements got me feeling weightless My crying face so ugly I’ll pull it out for this occasion Never cared if you gon' play this I know everybody say this But I’m the only nigga crying Even though he know he is the greatest So **** y'all You should hear the praises that my grandpa sings I’m curious why that chalk outline ain’t include lil niggas wings In the audience around my shoulder, the camera gon' peer To a boy thinking what this would sound like if he had his homie here I'm thinking what it would sound like if I had mines here too Kinda crazy, shit don’t phase me really like it used to It’s the summer So you roll through and lemme know what the scene is Might just pull up Beads in braids clicking, looking like ’98 Venus Baby you can twist my hair (I still can’t believe it) Just don’t forget to pick it out (They took him for no reason) And if you get caught over there Don’t forget what you about I know that you might be scared I know you might be filled with doubt So baby you can twist my hair Just don’t forget to pick it out Just do the shit fam, pull the trigger We'll make it out Shit, how you figure? Don’t know bout you But now my nigga's pot to piss in 'bout to get a whole lot bigger Niggas in my family tree hang on me or hang from me Dangerously dangling, strangling Reppin' that gang and 'em Only way to dismantle the pain in 'em Guess it works Yeah, yeah I guess it hurts Not accepting this shit vocally Grandma stay clutching that rosary She praying, Allah watching over me He respond, a face so stoically Said no mask so they know it's me So much pain, his eyes became poetry Nigga taught to defend his land His niggas flocked when my nigga ran And as they plot to extend they hand My nigga had a change of plans Nigga said his nigga died Neck and wrist accessorized Jewelry glisten gon' blind ya eyes You not gon' see when my nigga cries Though his homie laid their slain He made a genre to speak his pain His arms extended just like the pendant That's connected to his chain Between ya legs sitting on the floor Hear the tales, to her it’s lore Beretta slanted like barrettes on the baby girl That we think that we doing this for In her...hair
[00:29.214]Baby you can twist my hair [00:32.449]Just don’t forget to pick it out [00:35.669]And if you get caught over there [00:39.213]Don’t forget what you about [00:42.813]I know that you might be scared [00:46.301]I know you might be filled with doubt [00:49.767]So baby you can twist my hair [00:53.281]Just don’t forget to pick it out [00:58.371]Burdened with these heavy hearts [00:59.564]Life depends on us moving lightly [01:01.629]Not afraid, we commemorate ya family on that white tee [01:05.498]Immortal pictures [01:06.551]Portraits painted so beautifully [01:08.653]My niggas kill God [01:10.050]He get too his name damn close to me [01:12.250]Sunlight getting all caught up in these coils [01:15.081]This shea oil got a nigga feeling royal [01:17.783]Crown twisted in my negro hair [01:20.569]Blooming right out of my scalp [01:22.680]Weeds stretching for the sun [01:23.741]I'ma need you to pick 'em out [01:25.481]And plant flowers on it [01:27.371]Likе a ceremonial tomb [01:29.159]Still get my haircut by grandma insidе of her living room [01:32.756]It's like that [01:34.138]Things on my mind and you can tell [01:36.025]Like that one summer when you asked if that boy, he was doin' well [01:39.678]He got lightning in his eyes [01:41.118]Let’s hope he keeps his heart intact [01:42.676]'Cause when you reaching for the sky [01:44.630]Your thunder might get clapped [01:46.256]It’s not fair [01:48.181]We doing’ this 'cause we care [01:49.983]But if he come around here [01:51.602]We separate that garden right from underneath of his [01:52.968]Baby you can twist my hair [01:55.944]Just don’t forget to pick it out (yeah) [01:59.301]And if you get caught over there (yeah) [02:02.860]Don’t forget what you about [02:06.220]I know that you might be scared [02:10.009]I know you might be filled with doubt [02:13.185]So baby you can twist my hair [02:16.859]Just don’t forget to pick it out [02:22.138]Bald spots appear from the crown's weight [02:23.942]And where it formed inside the rim [02:25.795]Memories as red black green jewels adorn [02:28.415]Worn with a tilt, paying homage to those that walked before [02:31.731]But now we jump and now we sing [02:33.381]And now we fly and how we mourn [02:35.517]How we praise and how we dance [02:37.144]Movements got me feeling weightless [02:38.888]My crying face so ugly [02:40.627]I’ll pull it out for this occasion [02:42.254]Never cared if you gon' play this [02:43.978]I know everybody say this [02:45.639]But I’m the only nigga crying [02:47.082]Even though he know he is the greatest [02:49.233]So **** y'all [02:50.350]You should hear the praises that my grandpa sings [02:52.647]I’m curious why that chalk outline ain’t include lil niggas wings [02:56.198]In the audience around my shoulder, the camera gon' peer [02:59.435]To a boy thinking what this would sound like if he had his homie here [03:03.068]I'm thinking what it would sound like if I had mines here too [03:06.280]Kinda crazy, shit don’t phase me really like it used to [03:09.803]It’s the summer [03:10.997]So you roll through and lemme know what the scene is [03:13.469]Might just pull up [03:14.521]Beads in braids clicking, looking like ’98 Venus [03:16.567]Baby you can twist my hair (I still can’t believe it) [03:19.326]Just don’t forget to pick it out (They took him for no reason) [03:22.792]And if you get caught over there [03:26.318]Don’t forget what you about [03:29.744]I know that you might be scared [03:33.404]I know you might be filled with doubt [03:36.675]So baby you can twist my hair [03:40.175]Just don’t forget to pick it out [03:45.085]Just do the shit fam, pull the trigger [03:46.885]We'll make it out [03:47.684]Shit, how you figure? [03:48.704]Don’t know bout you [03:49.647]But now my nigga's pot to piss in 'bout to get a whole lot bigger [03:52.089]Niggas in my family tree hang on me or hang from me [03:54.495]Dangerously dangling, strangling [03:55.787]Reppin' that gang and 'em [03:57.041]Only way to dismantle the pain in 'em [03:58.462]Guess it works [04:00.124]Yeah, yeah [04:01.153]I guess it hurts [04:02.000]Not accepting this shit vocally [04:03.792]Grandma stay clutching that rosary [04:05.606]She praying, Allah watching over me [04:07.397]He respond, a face so stoically [04:09.047]Said no mask so they know it's me [04:10.876]So much pain, his eyes became poetry [04:12.900]Nigga taught to defend his land [04:14.388]His niggas flocked when my nigga ran [04:16.051]And as they plot to extend they hand [04:17.875]My nigga had a change of plans [04:19.624]Nigga said his nigga died [04:21.363]Neck and wrist accessorized [04:23.142]Jewelry glisten gon' blind ya eyes [04:24.903]You not gon' see when my nigga cries [04:26.793]Though his homie laid their slain [04:28.384]He made a genre to speak his pain [04:30.202]His arms extended just like the pendant [04:31.761]That's connected to his chain [04:33.442]Between ya legs sitting on the floor [04:35.353]Hear the tales, to her it’s lore [04:37.112]Beretta slanted like barrettes on the baby girl [04:38.821]That we think that we doing this for [04:40.609]In her...hair
