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RENEGADE. Video (MV)




Performed By: Blkzen
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Rashawn Wilkinson




Blkzen - RENEGADE. Lyrics




I got trillion dollar thoughts
World peace in my heart
I was gifted 'fore the present
Yeah, I'm blessed and working hard
I don't like days off
Friends, family think I'm overworking
I'm just makin' sure I don't move further
Only towards my purpose

Spending borrowed time, can't pay it back
I need the lights bright 'fore it fade to black
I got anxiety and it's hard to notice
Cuz if you see me on the stage
I'm like a different person
I might be crazy
Maybe that's why the music is better
Standing on business
Mad people just chatting patella, cap
I'm real competitive
I don't wanna diminish you
I like to stand between odds
But I ain't number two
Rather do more with less
And have you wonder how
You ain't never seen the things behind my brows, yeah
You ain't never seen no bodies in your town yeah
You ain't never seen no million dollar floors yeah
Sometimes I wonder if I'm frozen
If I ghosted you, it wasn't personal
I'm living out a daydream
Baby, I'm dozing
Real intentional moves, I got a lot to lose

I came with pieces
Just in case the peace is through
This part here for trench babies yeah
World War II
Put you on the news, yeah
Late night, I ain't got no cape, right
Leave you in the red light

Red light, red light
Take you out in real life
Set this bitch ablaze
Cuz you gassed, no tailpipe
Whip it hard
That's the leather with the lace
O.J. with the case
And the glove fit real tight

J A W S, real bite.
Send your ass up
Like Easter in Guyana, bird kites
I'm the Jumbee on your ass
Like a poltergeist
Already number one at what I do
But I want more alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't talk to me
Unless you got the bread
I was way too nice on you niggas
Now it's dead
I need a pencil
Write your name in death notes
With the lead, right

I came with pieces
Just in case the peace is through
This part here for trench babies yeah
World War II
Put you on the news, yeah
Late night, I ain't got no cape, right
Leave you in the red light
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I got trillion dollar thoughts
World peace in my heart
I was gifted 'fore the present
Yeah, I'm blessed and working hard
I don't like days off
Friends, family think I'm overworking
I'm just makin' sure I don't move further
Only towards my purpose

Spending borrowed time, can't pay it back
I need the lights bright 'fore it fade to black
I got anxiety and it's hard to notice
Cuz if you see me on the stage
I'm like a different person
I might be crazy
Maybe that's why the music is better
Standing on business
Mad people just chatting patella, cap
I'm real competitive
I don't wanna diminish you
I like to stand between odds
But I ain't number two
Rather do more with less
And have you wonder how
You ain't never seen the things behind my brows, yeah
You ain't never seen no bodies in your town yeah
You ain't never seen no million dollar floors yeah
Sometimes I wonder if I'm frozen
If I ghosted you, it wasn't personal
I'm living out a daydream
Baby, I'm dozing
Real intentional moves, I got a lot to lose

I came with pieces
Just in case the peace is through
This part here for trench babies yeah
World War II
Put you on the news, yeah
Late night, I ain't got no cape, right
Leave you in the red light

Red light, red light
Take you out in real life
Set this bitch ablaze
Cuz you gassed, no tailpipe
Whip it hard
That's the leather with the lace
O.J. with the case
And the glove fit real tight

J A W S, real bite.
Send your ass up
Like Easter in Guyana, bird kites
I'm the Jumbee on your ass
Like a poltergeist
Already number one at what I do
But I want more alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't talk to me
Unless you got the bread
I was way too nice on you niggas
Now it's dead
I need a pencil
Write your name in death notes
With the lead, right

I came with pieces
Just in case the peace is through
This part here for trench babies yeah
World War II
Put you on the news, yeah
Late night, I ain't got no cape, right
Leave you in the red light
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Writer: Rashawn Wilkinson
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