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[Intro]
Alhamdulillah (Yeah)
Kingdom of Morocco
Alhamdulillah
My spirit know the truth, you heard me?
Al-hamdu lillahi rabbil 'alamin
Trauma Tone
[Verse 1]
Drek, sit down, we need to talk, I'm 'bout to break your heart
The burdens that been placed upon you, babe, that's all my fault (All my fault)
Cheatin', multiple women, I can't keep no account (Keep no account)
Takin' care of multiple women out of separate accounts
Every time I sat in the cell, you sent whatever amount
Spendin' millions on lawyers, tryna help me get out
'Member when we was seventeen? You was a virgin
What I did broke your spirit, got our daughter murdered (Huh), huh
Loving shit that wasn't never worthy
Subconsciously tryna tear down what you helped me build on purpose, but you stayed solid
Makin' you look stupid in the streets, but you stayed by me
Hoes say this and that, you never speak, you stayed silent
Sometimes I just sit alone and think
Couldn't take it if the shit I did was ever done to me
Women keep they business real discreet, and they stay smilin'
We healin' now, huh (We healin' now)
Caught a body, came and hid with you on LSU campus
Operatin' off batteries, do somethin', I smashed 'em
Swear to God from this day forward it's 'bout makin' you happy
We healin' now
Askin' God to cleanse my scars and turn my pain into passion
Forgave myself for past mistakes, I'm not afraid to look backwards
I see us when we were children when my children look at me
Know there's gotta be a God 'cause He protected my family
He protected my family
[Chorus]
(Was cryin' inside)
In the kingdom of Morocco
(I was dyin' inside)
In the kingdom of Morocco
(I was dyin' inside)
Kingdom of Morocco
I was dyin' inside (I was dyin' inside, Alhamdulillah)
Kingdom of Morocco
[Verse 2]
Only talkin' to myself, I'm statin' facts (What up?)
Had to get off Instagram, ain't no more street nigga do that, that's whack
I don't care 'bout who no rat, I ain't no rat (I ain't no rat)
I don't care who got them racks, I got them racks (I got them racks), that's that
Watch I pull the money counter, crack the safe, and rack 'em back
Watch I switch up what I'm drivin', new attire, back to back
Watch how I pull up with Alvin, yeah, OG Boobie Black
OVO, this baby Draco make a gangster 'Nolia clap
You can't say that you not scared of nothin'
It's gon' always be somethin' that you scared of
But you can be brave
I'm a brave heart, hit the interstate with the race cars
I'm your fantasy, don't fall in love with me, I break hearts
But I'm genuine, one must admit I got a great heart
I took some bullets, gave some bullets, I'm retarded in war
He who play with me, stay away from me, don't let me shake back
I redo your mama frontal with this big bitch in my lap
I know the 9th Ward God, in any section, I'm stamped
I bet a hundred off the flap my name ring in your trap
I ain't never check off a line, my name ring in the parish
Can't make bond in thirty minutes, sent me straight to back
One way, the dumb way, I go straight to the max
Don't know how to power down, I go straight to the max
I go straight to the max
[Outro]
Big Moroccan empire
Big Moroccan empire
Kingdom of Morocco
Say, Dreka, I love you
Kingdom of Morocco
My daughter come to me and tell me that they celebratin' Indigenous Peoples' Day, I tell her, "Baby, you should feel proud"
We native to this land
My grandfather stepped in these trenches
My children gon' step in these trenches
Kingdom of Morocco
Big Moroccan empire
Kingdom of Morocco
Big Moroccan empire
A'oudhou billahi mina sheitan rajim
Bismillah al-Rahman al-Rahim
Alhamdulillah, al-hamdu lillahi rabbil 'alamin
Arrahmanir rahim, maliki yawmiddin
Iyyaka na’budu wa iyyaka nasta’in
Ihdinas siratal mustaqim
Siratal ladhina an’amta’alaihim
Ghairil maghdubi’alaihim wa lad dhallin
Ameen
So it is
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