U&I (feat. Dia)

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Don't be anxious, or impatient
 'Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go
 Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
 This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
 And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
 Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
 This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
 And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 Ooh, I say we struggle
 It's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
 Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
 'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they huggin' our breath
 Don't frequent Hell, gorillaz been on lapel
 There's 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
 Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
 Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives
 Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
 But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
 I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
 Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
 Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
 No concern, nah, compare us, how?
 Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
 I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
 If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
 Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
 Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
 Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
 This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
 My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
 No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit
 Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
 That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
 Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
 And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
 'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
 They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
 Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
 Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
 They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
 And due to karma my first youngin' gon' be a daughter
 When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
 And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn't a lie
 Man, this life is filled with stress
 So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
 I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
 My gran died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
 Weight of world on my shoulder
 I just finished my reps
 All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
 Feelin' so self destructive, like I'm clingin' to death
 Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
 Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
 Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
 I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
 But if you don't show 'em then they won't think you do it well
 I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
 But these my brothers,
 they ain't got real brothers to know the difference
 And Erick if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
 'Cause she's my momma too
 I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
 Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
 Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it off my chest
 To prove to you that it's Zombie gang, rotten flesh
 That's to the death, nigga no more, nothing less
 True indeed, Juice if you ever off or bleed
 I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
 For custody, she wildin' out on court
 I'm like give that bitch what she needs
 (Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
 I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
 I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
 This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
 Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
 Ooh, it's Darky baby, a whole different hue
 My grand-daddy got 8 balls come and get a cue
 I come from the struggle, motherfucker get a clue
 Headshot, red dot, now make a move
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 
 Don't be anxious, or impatient
 'Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go
 Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
 This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
 And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
 Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
 This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
 And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 Ooh, I say we struggle
 It's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
 Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
 'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they huggin' our breath
 Don't frequent Hell, gorillaz been on lapel
 There's 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
 Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
 Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives
 Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
 But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
 I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
 Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
 Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
 No concern, nah, compare us, how?
 Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
 I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
 If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
 Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
 Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
 Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
 This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
 My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
 No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit
 Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
 That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
 Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
 And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
 'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
 They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
 Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
 Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
 They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
 And due to karma my first youngin' gon' be a daughter
 When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
 And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn't a lie
 Man, this life is filled with stress
 So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
 I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
 My gran died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
 Weight of world on my shoulder
 I just finished my reps
 All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
 Feelin' so self destructive, like I'm clingin' to death
 Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
 Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
 Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
 I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
 But if you don't show 'em then they won't think you do it well
 I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
 But these my brothers,
 they ain't got real brothers to know the difference
 And Erick if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
 'Cause she's my momma too
 I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
 Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
 Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
 Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it off my chest
 To prove to you that it's Zombie gang, rotten flesh
 That's to the death, nigga no more, nothing less
 True indeed, Juice if you ever off or bleed
 I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
 For custody, she wildin' out on court
 I'm like give that bitch what she needs
 (Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
 I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
 I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
 This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
 Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
 Ooh, it's Darky baby, a whole different hue
 My grand-daddy got 8 balls come and get a cue
 I come from the struggle, motherfucker get a clue
 Headshot, red dot, now make a move
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
 We see diamonds (we see diamonds)
 We see keys (we see keys)
 If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
 If I miss you (If I miss you)
 it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
 

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Duration
05:16
Key
1
Tempo
80 BPM

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