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letra de shawn/mayor revisited - juneayth.

[intro: shawn may]
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come, aye
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come, n-gg-
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come
as we running to the sun n-gg-
never fold when it come
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come, kid
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come

[verse 1: mavi]
i been minding my business
aligning my life with visions of mine
hiding in private improperly posit principles
writing this sh-t the temperature
sh-t i meant it’s the tip of the ice
berg and these hurdles been emerging
burden personalized
rising up earlier
surprises i still hate
conscience a chronic worrier
but besides that i feel great
my bones working, my phone working, i’m long distance
i need perfect, i fiend certainty, wrong niche for that
and i acknowledge that
so i’m in solitude
writing down what’s inside my head
rap whatever that constitute
trap whoever i’m partial to
lack of effort my calling card just called me back
screen me for heart attack when i need a bar
i’m off of that
that bad week made my heart like a athlete’s
savvy to brat, think strategy coming lastly
but first off worse things diverted off than some smirnoff
i smirk it off, tears turned to tares pages i burnt off
the fix on a full grown broken man
the sense in absolving accountability
account for my stance
my mama taught me about manhood
my father taught me how to talk and use my hands good and lead with the former
so what’s the fix on a full grown broken man
the sense in absolving accountability
account for my stance
my mama taught me about manhood
my father taught me how to talk and use my hands good and lead with the former

[verse 2: ajanimf]
look
too shy, gotta stop it
time to get up off my -ss and get to facing all my problems
tryna focus on the cash and blue faces in my pocket
put my grievance on blast like muhf-ckin’ rocket
blast off
i hope my focus pays off
i been sitting in this room all day feeling lost
and confused by the way
and my days p-ss all too fast
and i can’t get them back at all
but f-ck it, i’m still youngin’
i got time to grow up
learning full speed, even stop signs can’t slow up
same muhf-ckas use one hand to show love
while the other in the back of your pocket, telling you good luck
like what’s trust?
cuz i can’t shake my hands with these n-gg-s
if i plan on getting different, i’m switching my disposition to that man
frankly couldn’t give a d-mn
i know who’s different
my friends know my position
keep enemies in my vision

[verse 3: juneayth.]
pushing hope as the foot hit the asphalt, couldn’t call it
back when tim’s swerve flawless
parting ways with the bargain
charging all systems n-gg-
transcending from an absentee father figure
the epitome of all the talking, taking losses
broken futon with the grace of god patience
2020 on the nerve
hated in the nation
conversing with every form of temptation, basic mannerism
son ain’t know what life hit him with
autonomous oblivion been making sense, roll safe
i remember thebe telling y’all to keep pace
f-ck sake
still complaining bout my fate, aye
nab, sob, jani, drive p-ssing down
parlaying with the goofies, quick to clip a n-gg- crown
living in a wall of sound
not making sense now
r. gordon, n-gg-s sneaky underground
shawn mayor

[outro: shawn may]
as we run to the sun, aye
never fold when it come n-gg-
as we running to the sun
never fold when it come, aye
as we run to the sun
never fold when it come n-gg-

- juneayth

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