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    A bird with the word came to me
    The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
    And now I look what's taking over me
    Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
    I had to wake up just to make it through
    I got my patience and I'm making do
    I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
    I choose to follow what the greatest do

    A bird with the word came to me
    The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
    And now I look what's taking over me
    Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
    I had to wake up just to make it through
    I got my patience and I'm making do
    I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
    I choose to follow what the greatest do

    I'm repping for the longest cycle, mmm
    My uncles had to pay the cost, mmm
    My sister used to sing to whitney, mmm
    My mama caught the gambling bug, mmm
    We came up in a lonely castle, mmm
    My papa was behind them bars, mmm
    We never had to want for nothing, mmm
    Said all we ever need is love, mmm
    We see the same things
    Oh-oh-oh
    We sing the same songs
    Oh-oh-oh
    We feel the same grief
    Oh-oh-oh
    Bleed the same blood
    You grew up in the home beside me
    I always had a friend to call
    How could I make it here without you? Mmm
    I pray I leave before you're gone

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    A bird with a word came to me
    The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
    And now I look, what's taking over me
    Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
    I had to wake up, just to make it through
    I got my patience and I'm making do
    I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
    I choose to follow what the greatest do

    A bird with the word came to me
    The sweetness of a honeycomb tree
    And now my luck was taking over me
    Couldn't fake it if I wanted to
    I had to wake up just to make it through
    I got my patience and I'm making do
    I learned my lessons from the ancient roots
    I choose to follow what the greatest do

    Hey, my little youth is crying
    I'm almost home, almost home
    Look no further riots, mmm
    Working my fingers to the bone
    See I do the best I can, mmm
    Mama was a farmer, mmm
    Papa was a goner, mmm

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    Composición: Shafiq Husayn, Brandon Anderson, Ron Avant y Emile Martinez

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