32 FLAVORS

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Reuben Vincent - Rap, USA

32 FLAVORS

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[Intro] Uh, yeah Uh, uh, yeah Uh-huh, okay Check Yeah Okay Huh [Chorus] I woke up, said me a prayer My closet got thirty-two flavors My crew like the thirty-six chambers Protectin' my name from the danger, ah Lord knows we all need savin' But if she a ho, don't save her Don't put your heart for the breakin' A player always be player, darlin' You don't put up with minor madness when you up top with majors, darlin' I don't call in favors, my Almighty been God and favor These niggas just might need a cane to walk, we already know they ain't able We already rasin' the stakes, it's time that we turn it up [Verse] Huh Battle my burdеns, don't talk when I'm workin', I'm awkward 'round pussy niggas You ain't ever takе no risk, make no shifts, so this position you wouldn't get it Path ain't easy, it's ruthless, Jesus need thirty piece for the Judas, they Disturbin' your peace like Luda, just the work of the beast intrudin' I go furnish the streets this year, no more survival, livin' in fear Code of the tribe is we molded to owe to the guys in the sky who ain't livin' in here Swingin' with plights on Wimbledon tier Reprogram mind was limited, been in it Niggas never showed no sentiment here Vultures venomous, soldiers, gentlemen Culture lays inside our palms, remember them days I lost my mind I was like nine, almost lost my mom That's when I learn we can't take no time off, tickin' timebomb bound to explode Just like the sun after storm and the calm Kanvee, I say you must carry my load Liftin' my weight, see the growth in my arms Finally, I'm in the league with the pros, ironically that's when I notice they cons Solemnly, I'm in a league of my own, ain't sharin' the throw devoted the climb, no I never fold on my guys, never told to a swine, never slow on the grind Keep lips closed, gotta open your mind, I'ma strike even if they push goalpost behind, on God, I [Chorus] I woke up, said me a prayer My closet got thirty-two flavors My crew like the thirty-six chambers Protectin' my name from the danger, ah Lord knows we all need savin' But if she a ho, don't save her Don't put your heart for the breakin' A player always be player, darlin' You don't put up with minor madness when you up top with majors, darlin' I don't call in favors, my Almighty been God and favor These niggas just might need a cane to walk, we already know they ain't able We already rasin' the stakes, it's time that we turnin' them tables (Tables)

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  • Reuben Vincent