low key flexin EP, by Cloud Stokely

low key flexin EP

by Cloud Stokely

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1.	grievances 02:22	lyrics	buy track
Come get ya mans cause he's soundin like a cop lover Won't connect you with the plug if you're undercover Cloud Stokely - I'm stoked well with the thunder Educated and childish - Donald Glover Hit me uuupppp before you hit the rally Black bodies stay fallin so we must keep a tally Proud Boys wanna nail me in the alley Another one lost just for lookin at a Sally Found myself on another hit list White men do shit and they still get they ass kissed If they shoot, ask Ogun that they miss I'm a Black person and I simply want to exist This genocide been happenin Now yall see? I only hope the next hashtag ain't me Radical ideology got basic bitches mad? When I say ACAB, that includes your dad 1312 racist pigs make me sick Karens walk mask-free so they're free to suck my dick Now we simply must insist you avoid adding names to this ever-growing list People wonder why I rant, I'm an angry bitch I got a list full of grievances Grew up in the church, made the choice to be a whore Got a different explanation why my knees be sore They enslaved us and made us abandon our lore Now I'm reclaiming ancestral magic from before What you evangelizing for? My orisha got my back; I don't need nothin more Anti-Capitalist Imma divorce Uncle Tom If you think you can build with the master's tools, you're wrong We type "Say Her Name" It ain't enough to take our lives? And there's no accountability when one of us dies? They be searchin on google for records of their crimes Any excuse to silence Black people's angry cries It's a utopia, for real, if you're white or can pass Mold yourself enough to fit inside the paper bag That melanin be keepin us from gettin the bag It's hella sad
2.	criss cross applesauce 02:35	lyrics	buy track
(Chorus) criss cross applesauce I'm great Your loss Romaine Salad toss My boo like, "fuck the cops" Too lazy; Didn't read Leave the table 'fore you sneeze Mind your Q's and your P's Puff it, Pass it Thank you, Please Beat so good gimme stank face Throwin back shots like a A-K No ass shots but my ass pop Act like a mascot, dance around fast, real mad-like He said I make him rise (That's great) Can't socialize? (Masturbate) I give great dome, plus I'm really fuckin fine least you could do is take me out on a date I like my wine just like my accessories: Sparkling You're not my partner; why the fuck you stressin me, darling? He trynna leave me seeded up like sesame; Charming Now he lookin at me like this shit is destiny; Hardly I can't stand a nigga who don't message me back Even though I do the same and I know that it's whack Big explosion in his brain when I tickle the sack All you niggas is the same Is that fiction or fact? (Chorus) criss cross applesauce I'm great Your loss Romaine Salad toss My boo like, "fuck the cops" Too lazy; Didn't read Leave the table 'fore you sneeze Mind your Q's and your P's Puff it, Pass it Thank you, Please Witches in the Spring May Day Flowers start to sing Beltane Pickin up bills like rake rake Antifa? Okay! That's my crew Gang Gang Please don't shoot Bang Bang She came through Play Date Eat some shrooms Star Gaze Wish Miss Rona would drop dead already So I could get some head already Sweatin, breathin hot and heavy Than we watch Ed, Edd & Eddy Loving me is temporary Unless you know the deal already Fuckboy antics Hit me up after February White folks be waitin for the invite to the cookout Most of yall are potluck attendees at best Bout to rob this WalMart Down to be the lookout? Bitches lookin trendy in a bulletproof vest (Chorus) criss cross applesauce I'm great Your loss Romaine Salad toss My boo like, "fuck the cops" Too lazy; Didn't read Leave the table 'fore you sneeze Mind your Q's and your P's Puff it, Pass it Thank you, Please
3.	flex song 03:02	lyrics	buy track
(Chorus) Don't got a whole lotta money But you know I still stay surrounded by hunnies I'm lookin for that motherfuckin sale price Large sweet tea Light ice I'm cool and I'm Black like Frozone Well-meaning billionaires sparse like the ozone Cartoon socks, but I got a whole set though Gotta clear out Heard this a No Flex Zone Issa Lawrence Insecure cause I can't pronounce designer labels Black is King, but I can't afford a seat at the table Poor people aren't allowed to save up They kick 'em out the program when they start collectin paper And Black billionaires supposedly is 'post to save us They churnin out cash money flex songs to shame us And that's no shade on your talent and your work ethic Rich people can't be trusted, even the young and ethnic What's the optics of your ethics? These yes men got niggas runnin 'round lookin nekkid Can't afford to change the world, so I'll sit and play some Tekken No-No to logos cause it's me I be reppin I wanna hear more rap from people that are still poor The glamorization of wealth is gettin tired Yo I'm bored We got Hood Dreams and we need inspiration, of course But excess wealth has no place on my manifestation board (Chorus) Don't got a whole lotta money But you know I still stay surrounded by hunnies I'm lookin for that motherfuckin sale price Large sweet tea Light ice I'm cool and I'm Black like Frozone Well-meaning billionaires sparse like the ozone Cartoon socks, but I got a whole set though Gotta clear out Heard this a No Flex Zone Purpose is elusive in the end of days I hope we find it anyway May each day bring opportunity, reflection, and growth Nuts and fruits and coffee I know that you got me Shout out to you and all you do and every time you spot me Money in my bag? What's the Venmo tag? They keep saying, "cancel culture's gone too far" 'cause they can't really seem to tell two things apart Like colloquial open-forum discourse on ethics and systemic institutions I mean, I guess I'm not lookin for a letter on my chest Something to say I'm better than the rest Simply wanna do my part and invest in the colorful world that comes next My commitment to that vision is my flex Imagine technology Disease immunity The things we could accomplish if life were not a commodity Human suffering would be systemic oddity 'cause that shit's outdated like lobotomy I take joy in witnessing dismantling of white supremacy Our time is now and I believe that within all of me Caring less about the legions that could follow me And more about the boot on top of me (outro) No I don't want riches Just my fuckin bitches And you can't control me You could never own me if I sell my labor just for scraps of paper then i sell my body I am the commodity
4.	aunty 03:41	lyrics	buy track
(Hook) Aunty Badu: imma listen to you Rollin a Swisher with my witch's brew Incense Senses This shit is intense Sacred pigment: red and blue Hope you like the offerings I left for you Divination keep me in tune We just spicin the rue Seen it a million times Momo at the oven pullin hot potatoes out Hands need no coverin Strong and mystical She and her sisters rep no coven Standin at the stove Black Mama start to summon Mama, please gimme somethin She cussed my ass out anytime she heard me cussin Wouldn't dare roll my eyes when she started fussin She could be mean when she was mad, but she loved me, and that wasn't nothin We all got altars But not all of us got absent fathers I mean, I do Say a prayer, dip my fingers into salted water From my hair to my recipes My Blackness, it reuses me Soft spot Wholesome thoughts Cooking in the gumbo pot Come and get it while it's hot Kick it at my family's spot Years of wisdom trickle down Painted like a clown Tears on my face It's mad evident I'm neither hell nor heaven sent Just trynna stay relevant At least I'm mad eloquent Wavy vibes Look into my eyes I'm from the Moon I make waves when I cry I can't hear your thoughts, but I know what's on your mind My face makes journeys; It ain't hard to see mine My worldly vision don't afford me much But I can see the things that I touch (Hook) Aunty Badu: imma listen to you Rollin a Swisher with my witch's brew Incense Senses This shit is intense Sacred pigment: red and blue Hope you like the offerings I left for you Divination keep me in tune We just spicin the rue I just be in the mood to be feelin mad ethereal, you feel me>?