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RHOME - Clarity (feat. MB3FIVE & Moyana Olivia) Lyrics



RHOME - Clarity (feat. MB3FIVE & Moyana Olivia) Lyrics
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We gon' call it take one, nigga
We gon' call it take one
Alright my boy, yessir
Aye
I couldn't tell you what day it is
It kill me I don't even be in my city
I can't even tell you what place it is
Or why it is the way it is
I know that I'm made for this
God gave a gift, I didn't make it this
And there you go making that face again
I ain't taking hints
If you got somethin' to say gon say it then
I need clarity
You said keep it 100 sound fair to me
Never need nobody take care of me
Just care for me and do it carefully
I been hurt before but I don't care to be
I'm selfish, you don't gotta share with me
I'm wealthy, I mean I plan to be
God laugh at me
'Cause I can't plan out what you have for me
Oh shit (oh shit)
What a masterpiece, just blew 10 racks in like half a week
And my rent past due it was bad for me
But I'm back on my feet come dance with me
Little side of fries, orange Fanta please
I been living out childhood fantasies
Did Bow Wow reach out his hand to me?
Like nigga what, Cambridge was the man to me
And that's a real bad bitch by the canopy
And who crib is this, Nigga Master P?
Like damn, my mom gon be mad at me
All this liquor round me, tryna handle me
I just played ping pong with a random freak
And a league nigga tried to get a match from me
Shit I can't believe, I mean just last week
I was getting on the floor to sleep
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
Shit ain't sweet
Same 'lil kid with the gap in his teeth
My old friends ask what happened to me
'Cause I walk around town with a rack in my jeans
I told you 'lil niggas I don't rap for free
So when MB said he gotta bag for me
I told the nigga right there I would gas the beat
Boy I love this shit stop asking me, stop taxing me
She post her pics stop tagging me
This real-life shit stop tapping me
Only name a few niggas out rapping me
On a Mount Rushmore where I'm 'bout to be
I'm the only child so it's down to me
And I love the hate so keep doubting me
They like where you headed?
Guess we bout to see
I need clarity, nigga
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
There was a little boy that worked to get his family out the gutter
There was a little boy that always had a soft spot for his mother
There was a little boy they always said remind 'em of his dad
I was that little boy, the vision and the faith was all I had
I was tryna find some clarity, won't thinking 'bout that cash
Now I'm all up in my bag
Yeah, that's in my last name
And they won't never see my fold, shit I done came from last place
The day I stop, I won't be breathing, that's gon' be the only way
So many said it's hard to make it, I said, nigga that's cap
They said I won't the realest nigga, I don't know who told you that
Can't cut these niggas slack
Giving out these verses, telling facts
If they ain't feelin' that some of y'all might need to play it back
'Cause damn, I'm killing that
Tell her she get whatever she want, we been going strong
I got work, I gotta go perform, then I'm coming home
Shoutout to the guys I brought along, I can't do this alone
Go through shit and put it in my songs, yeah
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
Aye
Haha
We did it
We back in this bitch, Romeo
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
No matter where you go, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always welcome in your hometown
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
Never on your own, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always welcome in your hometown
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
No matter where you go, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always, always, always welcome in your hometown
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We gon' call it take one, nigga
We gon' call it take one
Alright my boy, yessir
Aye
I couldn't tell you what day it is
It kill me I don't even be in my city
I can't even tell you what place it is
Or why it is the way it is
I know that I'm made for this
God gave a gift, I didn't make it this
And there you go making that face again
I ain't taking hints
If you got somethin' to say gon say it then
I need clarity
You said keep it 100 sound fair to me
Never need nobody take care of me
Just care for me and do it carefully
I been hurt before but I don't care to be
I'm selfish, you don't gotta share with me
I'm wealthy, I mean I plan to be
God laugh at me
'Cause I can't plan out what you have for me
Oh shit (oh shit)
What a masterpiece, just blew 10 racks in like half a week
And my rent past due it was bad for me
But I'm back on my feet come dance with me
Little side of fries, orange Fanta please
I been living out childhood fantasies
Did Bow Wow reach out his hand to me?
Like nigga what, Cambridge was the man to me
And that's a real bad bitch by the canopy
And who crib is this, Nigga Master P?
Like damn, my mom gon be mad at me
All this liquor round me, tryna handle me
I just played ping pong with a random freak
And a league nigga tried to get a match from me
Shit I can't believe, I mean just last week
I was getting on the floor to sleep
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
Shit ain't sweet
Same 'lil kid with the gap in his teeth
My old friends ask what happened to me
'Cause I walk around town with a rack in my jeans
I told you 'lil niggas I don't rap for free
So when MB said he gotta bag for me
I told the nigga right there I would gas the beat
Boy I love this shit stop asking me, stop taxing me
She post her pics stop tagging me
This real-life shit stop tapping me
Only name a few niggas out rapping me
On a Mount Rushmore where I'm 'bout to be
I'm the only child so it's down to me
And I love the hate so keep doubting me
They like where you headed?
Guess we bout to see
I need clarity, nigga
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
There was a little boy that worked to get his family out the gutter
There was a little boy that always had a soft spot for his mother
There was a little boy they always said remind 'em of his dad
I was that little boy, the vision and the faith was all I had
I was tryna find some clarity, won't thinking 'bout that cash
Now I'm all up in my bag
Yeah, that's in my last name
And they won't never see my fold, shit I done came from last place
The day I stop, I won't be breathing, that's gon' be the only way
So many said it's hard to make it, I said, nigga that's cap
They said I won't the realest nigga, I don't know who told you that
Can't cut these niggas slack
Giving out these verses, telling facts
If they ain't feelin' that some of y'all might need to play it back
'Cause damn, I'm killing that
Tell her she get whatever she want, we been going strong
I got work, I gotta go perform, then I'm coming home
Shoutout to the guys I brought along, I can't do this alone
Go through shit and put it in my songs, yeah
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I don't pray for cash just for clarity
I was lookin' at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
Aye
Haha
We did it
We back in this bitch, Romeo
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
No matter where you go, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always welcome in your hometown
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
Never on your own, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always welcome in your hometown
Baby don't you know, we been up we been down
No matter where you go, you can come back around
Never on your own, you're always, always, always welcome in your hometown
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Writer: Olivia Pierce, Marvin Bagley III, Roman McGee
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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