Khary - Chappelle Free lyrics
Khary [Khary Durgans]
[Khary - Chappelle Free lyrics]
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I took shrooms, the closest I felt to suicide
Covered all my mirrors
Was forced to reflect on who am I
Demons had got brought up
Was cryin' my eyes and balled up
While dancin' to Tame Impala
And everything made sense for that four
And a half of hours, really
Though
Tryna live life for the minimal
Only spend money on moments
And make sure my homies and
Niggas are in this ho
I gotta know who to trust
Because the world is a
Bubble, rather have friends
Wouldn't bust
Would you have the strength to
Walk away from fifty-million
Knowing you got bills to pay, a family, yeah
A wife and children?
I'm not even sure if I
Honestly got the answer yet
I just hope I'm Dave Chappelle free
When they hand the check
Lately, I value goin' for walks
And callin' people to talk
I treat my circumstances as if
It all was my fault
'Cause it pro'ly is
Lately, it's becomin' more obvious
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Simplifyin' some things
I be overthinkin' my dreams
I be overflowin' with hope
I be under pressure like sinks
What's the point of tryna be great if
It doesn't feel great to me?
I was in my prime like a ape
But I chose to branch from the tree
For my sanity, callin' my family
My mother feels so alone
I'm 'bout to have a niece
I don't even see my room
With all my priorities
I spoke with the oracle
But I didn't feel more at ease
Yeah
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I took shrooms, the closest I felt to suicide
Covered all my mirrors
Was forced to reflect on who am I
Demons had got brought up
Was cryin' my eyes and balled up
While dancin' to Tame Impala
And everything made sense for that four
And a half of hours, really
Though
Tryna live life for the minimal
Only spend money on moments
And make sure my homies and
Niggas are in this ho
I gotta know who to trust
Because the world is a
Bubble, rather have friends
Wouldn't bust
Would you have the strength to
Walk away from fifty-million
Knowing you got bills to pay, a family, yeah
A wife and children?
I'm not even sure if I
Honestly got the answer yet
I just hope I'm Dave Chappelle free
When they hand the check
Lately, I value goin' for walks
And callin' people to talk
I treat my circumstances as if
It all was my fault
'Cause it pro'ly is
Lately, it's becomin' more obvious
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot
Simplifyin' some things
I be overthinkin' my dreams
I be overflowin' with hope
I be under pressure like sinks
What's the point of tryna be great if
It doesn't feel great to me?
I was in my prime like a ape
But I chose to branch from the tree
For my sanity, callin' my family
My mother feels so alone
I'm 'bout to have a niece
I don't even see my room
With all my priorities
I spoke with the oracle
But I didn't feel more at ease
Yeah
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot, not a shot
I don't want a lot, just a plot
Of some land with some crops
And a fox
They don't even understand that she hot
On the block, fuck the cops
Wit' they hands on they Glocks
He got shot, she got shot
Not a shot