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Kumbaye Video (MV)




Performed By: Bailz Pagliacci
Length: 3:30
Written by: Joshua Bailey




Bailz Pagliacci - Kumbaye Lyrics
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I been trynna get that
Money that ain't gift wrapped
By the Government trap
Feel like it's a blood pact
I know what them bloods pack
I know what that Crip keep
I don't know bout tax brack
That shit aint meant for me
I aint learn bout coding
I might mix some codeine
Watched the rangers morphing
Now im watching more fiends
Grow up on them hood blocks
They don't know bout CSOC
All they hear is f*ck that and click clack
Then bodies drop (Put it down lil nigga)
Give me one time just so a nigga rewind (Nigga rewind)
Back in the time when niggas was always declined (Always declined)
Find Emmit Till make sure his face stay aligned (Face stay aligned)
Find the white folk and make sure they head stay aligned (Head stay aligned)
Bow bow bow bow
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap
I'm back on my grind I'm thinking about mine
In yo neighborhood I cant cross the line
Yeah they play golf but we carry 9s
They living they life I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my mind
Thinking that I'm
Losing the youth
If I don't rap crime
Showing em signs Infinite times
Feeling sublime f*cking with slimes
Please be advised more for yo eyes
More for yo ass stop living fast
If you die young what you gon know
If you ain't old what was it for
Shit
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap (Kumbaye)
It's a lot of shit a nigga aint get to see (Kumbaye)
A lot of shit a nigga aint get to believe (Kumbaye)
Guess we'll never know what we supposed to be (Kumbaye)
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
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I been trynna get that
Money that ain't gift wrapped
By the Government trap
Feel like it's a blood pact
I know what them bloods pack
I know what that Crip keep
I don't know bout tax brack
That shit aint meant for me
I aint learn bout coding
I might mix some codeine
Watched the rangers morphing
Now im watching more fiends
Grow up on them hood blocks
They don't know bout CSOC
All they hear is f*ck that and click clack
Then bodies drop (Put it down lil nigga)
Give me one time just so a nigga rewind (Nigga rewind)
Back in the time when niggas was always declined (Always declined)
Find Emmit Till make sure his face stay aligned (Face stay aligned)
Find the white folk and make sure they head stay aligned (Head stay aligned)
Bow bow bow bow
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap
I'm back on my grind I'm thinking about mine
In yo neighborhood I cant cross the line
Yeah they play golf but we carry 9s
They living they life I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my mind
Thinking that I'm
Losing the youth
If I don't rap crime
Showing em signs Infinite times
Feeling sublime f*cking with slimes
Please be advised more for yo eyes
More for yo ass stop living fast
If you die young what you gon know
If you ain't old what was it for
Shit
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
Trap trap trap trap trap trap (Kumbaye)
It's a lot of shit a nigga aint get to see (Kumbaye)
A lot of shit a nigga aint get to believe (Kumbaye)
Guess we'll never know what we supposed to be (Kumbaye)
They don't wanna see that though
Want me to sell that dope
Want me to say I tote
That big f*cking ratty
Hope no nigga rat me
Hope 5-0 don't bag me
Hope my opps don't catch me
Now I gotta put in work
Put my own in dirt
Now I gotta watch em lurk
Cuz they'll do me in first
Now I gotta get them racks
Run it up on a pack
No this shit not taxed
So a nigga trap
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Writer: Joshua Bailey
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