Jamila Woods - Questions lyrics

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Jamila Woods - Questions lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, yo You wanna know why I'm stressing? I make mistakes and never learn my lesson It's the same old routine and complacency brings depression Now I'm always feeling like I'm lost in this, apartment Now I'm just waiting for a consequence And apart from my competence, I rarely go a**ert my dominance Remain anonymous, my confidence, is slipping and dipping inside a hole that's reflective of my decisions You couldn't miss it, now I'm Sick of n***as tryna tell me I ain't fit for the streets Cause I ain't repping a set or gripping ridiculous heat But when they laying in their coffin, guess they sicker than me Yet I'm the one who's steady preaching to these kids on these beats I'm seeking the action, that's why I'm bleeding with pa**ion You on the path to living the life you imagined? And if you got a good a** job, then why you rapping? I'm sick and tired of all of the questions they asking like why, why, why why? [Chorus: Jamila Woods] Why, why, why why Why, why, why why Why, why, why why, why, why [Verse 2:] Just got out of a slump, got my head in the game Now I'm hitting the road, but I ain't testing the range rover Game's over, time for the take over And I ain't give a damn bout who believe in me My mama always told me I should speak for peace That's why I'm heat with the speech on beats And I don't talk I let the features speak My mind is another place Maybe that's why when I rap, you see another face See Martin and Malcolm, got me questioning how come We still can't change any outcomes That's why they call on sight, on a Harlem night And then we ball up, fight, and then we march for rights I know Kendrick done said that 'We Gon' Be Alright' Just trying to give you calm advice for a common vice, iight? [Chorus: Jamila Woods] Why, why, why why Why, why, why why Why, why, why why, why, why [Verse 3: Jamila Woods] Rain so hot in the neighbourhood My love don't call when she said she would Friends who come don't stay for good, no, no, no Why? Pigs want take black mama's kids Bible say we all from the same rib But some of us go to heaven too soon Why some of us get to heaven too soon

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