Lyrics
Yeah it's very rare
Uh
This type of
This type of freedom is
Very rare
This type of freedom is very rare
Most of these minions is very scared
Can't compromise for no derriere
I'm on a mission that's very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
I got the juice like its very fine
Most of they purpose they never find
Won't catch me lacking won't get left behind
I can't dim my shine just because you are blind
You might have to get up and go close the blinds
But please reconsider this could grow your mind
But won't stop either cuz I got this out mines
Its a gift from Creator he told me to shine
Shine shine
It's so shiny
And ain't gotta go get it by grinding
Its a gift you just have it Its mine and
Like up under the tree when it timing
Step on demons with kicks that Divine
Eat the fruit off the Tree and the Vine
Me no see what you see I decline
Its just me G-O-D and the tribe
This type of freedom is very rare
Most of these minions is very scared
Can't compromise for no derriere
I'm on a mission that's very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
Very rare
Yeah yeah
They call me Aba jafar
My people sample the stars
We flipping that to the bars
Coffee stay black like the buna noir
Hopped off of a flight in Rwanda
They call it ikawa
I got it you got it
We taking what's ours
The motherland popping
But them other man's copping
But profit co-opted
Is not in the cards
You gotta own what you create
They took my people off estates
Told me my soul was on a plate
Told us our history was slaves
I cannot be what you complain
My family story's not a game nah
Please do not play with all the saints
That's how end up off a plane dang
Ten foot with a big man that's a steppa
I can't stop anybody want the peppa
I got the salt the seasoning
They told me stop but I'm up in my season and
I'm bout to flourish like the seeds is in
Bout to bloom like you know the reeds is in
I got nagaaya from the blood of Yeshua
Yeah they want me scared from the blood of the Ruger
Now I cannot do it
No I cannot do it
I'm bred with the truest
You know I stay crewest
I cannot bow to no ruler of man
I was just born from the blood of I AM
Out with the crew and you know we go ham
I'm fenna do it shout out to the LAMB
Popped up with vibes and the tribe like Mulaho
Peace on my feet what I keep where I go
I just got God keep receipts it's write offs
Last will be first ones to eat it's righteous
They biting
Itus
They call me Aba jafar
My people sample the stars
We flipping to the bars
Cxffee stay black like the buna noir
WRITERS
Bartholomew Jones
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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