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Mick Jenkins

Genres: Hip-Hop

Daniels Bloom [explicit] Lyrics - Mick Jenkins

Yea, it was right off 79 

Real niggas would roam the halls 

It was Hirsch High 

It was bankin' on your withdrawal 

I was shellshocked 

Donatello, I'm stickin' to it like a bell hop 

Brought the baggage 

I'm siftin' through it, tryn attract the real 

Love heals, I lean on it 

Come and crack a seal 

Crack the 5 right up the middle 

(Th)ey was stonecold 

I was jokes 

A couple blocks, was just a stone's throw away from the folks 

It was at war, I hit the peace pipe 

That just means I had no protection 

I was stressin' way more often if correct with 

Recollectin' it was all well, or on Larry 

On sight, and I was all love, but arms ready 

It's all my life I had to stay low 

No chance for a nigga to save peso 

Or slow dance with death or hate 

They like the same so I'm off that 

On point 

These youngins aimin' at your ball cap, for some coins 

They say it ain't no love 

 

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Pray for me 

Just holla at me, I could pray for you 

Try to make a play for you 

Won't you show me...love? 

They say it ain't no love here 

But I do see blood, tears and sweat 

I bet that you could pray for me 

Just holla at me, I could pray for you 

Try to make a play for you 

Won't you show me...love? 

They say it ain't no love here 

But I do see blood, tears and sweat 

Moët, we pour it up at gatherings that we'll soon forget 

Cause the day by day negatives be consumin' 

Haters boomin' 

Love is what flowers and finish blooms beget 

Show me your plot and I'll do the dirt till my wounds submit 

 

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Pray for me 

Just holla at me, I could pray for you 

Try to make a play for you 

Won't you show me...love? 

They say it ain't no love here 

But I do see blood, tears and sweat 

I bet 

 

Don't let the struggle make your heart harder 

Sip the truth, spit the truth 

That's the smart water 

I'm talkin' gospel, J Hova, no Shawn Carter 

It's more cons than pros 

The Southside so cold 

I suggest your keep your Carhartt 

Love is stronger than pride 

But also love is a muscle 

You gotta build from inside 

And amidst the hustle and bustle 

Amidst the roll of the thunder 

I play the role of a Russell Westbrook or Simmons 

Put simply, I gotta get it and they couldn't kill me morally 

Either way Free Nation got a couple more of me on deck 

Young Nyjah Huston did the street trials 

Kicked and pushed until I beat down barriers 

Kicked and pushed until I beat down 

They say it ain't no love, but I've seen it, I've seen it 

They come few and far between it 

But I've seen it, I've seen it, I've seen it 

 

Pray for me 

Just holla at me, I could pray for you 

Try to make a play for you 

Won't you show me...love? 

They say it ain't no love here 

But I do see blood, tears and sweat 

I bet that you could pray for me 

Just holla at me, I could pray for you 

Try to make a play for you 

Won't you show me...love? 

They say it ain't no love here 

But I do see blood, tears and sweat 

Moët, we pour it up at gatherings that we'll soon forget 

Cause the day by day negatives be consumin' 

Haters boomin' 

Love is what flowers and finish blooms begin 

Show me your plot and I'll do the dirt till my wounds submit 

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