Boogie

Boogie - Make Me Over lyrics

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Ft. D'anna Stewart

(Verse: Boogie)

We still hangin' from the tree, I guess we better leaves

They still gon' Marshawn Lynch me if I neva speak

I see hawks that can’t see they own thoughts

Because they eyes was on women that can’t mind they own business

Sittin' in my church, lookin' at my pastor

Say he tryna find a witness, I’m like, 'Nah, I ain’t snitching' whoa

What if niggas looked at prison like a prism?

While we squaring up wit othas, always thinkin' that we different

Guess we, guess we in it, let it out ur system

‘Cause the system been assistin' on ur downfall, ah

See, I got lost in the truth, as I lie here just look at what I found, y'all

Lord, Lord, won’t u wrap ur arms 'round my body?

Put me in the sky, won’t u let me know ya got me?

And even if ya drop me, I don’t really see it wrong, why?

Cuz ya been holdin' me so long

Whoa

(Hook)

Ya say I’ve been so strange lately

Ya can see how I done changed, baby

Lately I’ve been goin' thru' sum' things

Oh

(Interlude)

My dear God, I ask ya to bless my dad, my mom, my

My cousins, my cousin Jewana, Joshua, Tiana, Ronnie and Gregory

And bless my mommy, my daddy

(Verse 2: Boogie)

Whoa, uh, uh

That’s my 5-year-old kid, he’s still got crayons in his cupboard

Now how I’m posed to tell 'im I got shot ova a color?

That don’t make sense, and sense ain’t too common, is it?

They try to blame them, they ain’t really the problem, is it?

Y'all got it twisted, and it’s fuckin' all my nerves up

Nigga, fuck ur turn up

How I’m 'posed to benefit? How that shit concern us?

Word up, that nigga killed Tiana, now her family up in hell

He the one that’s 'posed to burn up

Guess it ain’t my, I guess it ain’t my place

How I’m fightin' fo' this race who ain’t got faith up in they face

I can see it, I’ve been searching fo' myself, and I can’t even find a reason

I got shot up in my foot, I’m neva gon’ be defeated

I promise, whoa

(Bridge)

Okay let’s clap fo' them niggas

Who turn they back on us niggas

Cos' they was clappin' at niggas

To get it crackin' fo' niggas who really hate 'em

They hangin' from the cliff, let me see if ya gon save em

Man, I bet not

(Hook)

(Outro)

Dear God, I ask ya to keep my family strong

And keep my daddy out of trouble

Amen

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