[Intro]
Check it, word, word
What's-
Yeah
Tell me
[Chorus]
Now do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind
Now do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind
[Verse 1]
I believe that what you put out you shall receive
But Karma is a bitch leave my homie deceased
The struggling, like a snake wrapped cuddle to sleep
With all the beef I'm Hindu, don’t kill just leave
Sudan needs a strong leader to fight for its peace
But we here dying but don’t have a Martin preaching his dreams
They leave you worse than Malcolm killed by your own X off
Maybe Samauel can pick up, where Mattar left off
You lifting strong I know the pressure to fix the broken be weighing a ton
But son, keep hope alive something that they can't outgun
This gen is so tragic look at what we become
Broken hearts broken dreams and we broken in funds
White folks want me post on Insta claiming my ones
I feel so much shame that can even bring down a monk
If we the world's food basket then why won’t we dunk
Nah really, really what the fuck
[Chorus]
Now do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind
Now do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind
[Verse 2]
الجوة و بره البلد ديل كلهم جابو خارجية
والله تقول شنو يا اصلي احسن ت اخليها بالنية
كل شهر طالعين الشارع بنكورك حريا
بتشوفنا بنموت متعودين في كل مليونية
العالم سرق البلد ما خلو حاجة فيها
متشردين بس لاكن احسن من حرب أهلية
بقولو نجتنبه المشاكل لكن أصلًا كمية
طموحات العنده للبلد بقينا نغليها
و الناس الاتخارجو من البلد متشردين
شغالين ريتم طالع مدعوكين مساكين
نلقا سوداني زيو لقينا ذهب في الطين
انتم ناسين ان نحن اسياده الجايين
قالوا ماسكين البلد ديل ما متخلفين
قايلين انه يقدرو يعيشو ليوم الدين
بنعيب اهلنا النفسياتهم تعبانين
من ما نساعدهم لمن نشوفهم متازيمين
[Chorus]
Do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind (do you mind, do you mind)
Now do you mind that I be living my life like this
Now do you mind, do you mind (do you mind, do you mind)
[Post-Chorus]
Now do you mind if I am rolling blunts high as fuck
Now do you mind if my if I am overthinking mind is stuck
Now do you mind if I keep it a buck with no bucks
Now do you mind if I made it out with just shear luck
[Verse 3]
I got too many stories about broken homes, kids with broken souls, no role models
No shopping we wearing torn up clothes
Suppose we grown up with them I don’t think that would have changed the course of my life or the course of yours
Almost all of the sons of my uncles growing without their pops
Victims of the world last gen really fucked up their jobs
I saw shit they might just put two parental advisors on this song
(Nah don't, come on)
Now do you blame me for never wanting to go back home
Or do you blame me that my relationship with pops is cold
Or do you blame me me and my bro don’t see no eye no more
All of us scattered around countries, trying to make some money
If God gave you a chance to wake up in a western country
So I look at you funny if you forgot your fam and settle for a white bunny
Pink furred like cam
What about your family that has been struggling with insanity
Where are your promises that you swore you have to keep
I have to make it count cause there's people counting on me
But it just started with me rapping and Hamadani figuring out the beats
I got some investors I into the mic that I speak, the vision i see
God bless all the homies who believed when my soul was down and out and I was out (out)
All weak (all weak)
Fallen to my knees
[Outro]
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