A PLATE OF COLLARD GREENS Lyrics – Daylyt

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[Intro: Daylyt]
Yeah
P, I see you
Oh, this s*it feel like-
You know that feeling when-?
Yeah

[Verse 1: Daylyt]
Just pray for me on the third
It’s a body chopped in thirds
I heard a lot of sheep in the circle
And you the goat, the Judas coming to purge

It hurt him everytime you splurge
All this time spent, the mind sent, the haters envy
It make me happy knowing they can never touch me
I tackle every goal he made, they think we playing rugby
The (??) and the ghost look like a floor at the haunted house
Six hunnid thousand on two hunnid acres
I know it hurt ’em bad
Paparazzi peek, we close the curtains
I know it hurt ’em, mad
Yeah, this like a verse that the pastor gave from the pulpit
They matador me but I ain’t here for the bulls*it
Never stress who they gon’ bless today
I knew I’d get a mil’
I came from Section 8, ain’t stressed a plate, yeah
The rest is greatness, it’s history in the making
His story he making
Take it into fact that we was taken
Placed inside the trap, tapped with laxatives
And we think that we running s*it?
Relax and relapse, dope lift up a hunnid clips
Some blocks turn haunted, growth stunted
Like Barnum and Bailey, hard for the babies
Clowning and drowning they surroundings if an opp out
Backseat of the police car but never cop out
The pole too long to stop doubting, for better days

The sun bright out, children, let it raise
If you hear this, keep your head up, prais
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[Interlude: J. Cole]
Go
Go
Yeah
Uh

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
The reign is obsolete
Jermaine is out, the beast celebrated
Paraded out in the streets for days, if not for weeks
For bringing us out the bleakest, burning pit
My words is slick, when it’s my turn to kick
I apply pressure like I’m trained to stop a leak
How vain is my belief?
To say that I could be the greatest y’all done seen
With my cadence proper, from days I laid across the street
From these Caucasian neighbors, new kids I stayed around
I’d green and not as mean as my homies that played on project swings
What fate has not foreseen
My brain stained, engrained with the stories of slain bodies from heinous robberies
And rated R regimes, exchanging raw for cream
Tricked ’em and went left, they pull up shooting like Tatum off a screen
The bills is due, as kids we knew the way the calls would ring
Since mom ain’t paid ’em off, we trained to watch the names across the screen
And let collections pass just like we failed to make an offering
Gotta channel thoughts, cause damn, the cable off, it seems
Deep down, I hated Halloween, with all that I have seen
Who needs another way to cause a scream?
Dangerous as the king of pop, how well they spin your block
No moves, minimal, smooth criminals
The whole gang doing insane amount of lean
This ain’t prescribed ’cause there’s no doc’ for pain they harboring
So pray to God, but it’s I, ’cause Satan’s catered all their dreams
Spiritually malnourished, dehydrated
Now they feign for truth in these flows
Food for they souls, to make it all serene, uh
Well, here’s a plate of collard greens (Uh)
Yeah