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Bluegrass

from MALIK RUFF by Quadry

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BBQ, blue stone
Cornbread, collard greens
Bad bitches, red bones
All these other things
Mississippi River Banks
In the bricks after band practice
Hot, humid, Summer day
Black girls in their sundresses
Oh no, no, no, nooooo

Hell nah it’s not sweet
Couple blocks down the street, end up on 73
Somebody got killed last week
Seem like every other day
When night falls it feels safe
We smoking in the palisades

Some strains OG
Young with old stress
Friends dead before 23
Day 1’s get the short ends
Dead man walkin, use the two step
Show me the chart, so who’s next?

Rollin’ then I, then I... 1, 2
Solo then I want you, want you
Ain’t no clouds in the sky
Rollin up
Getting high

I’m from where the air gets still
Just pick a weekday
Gunpowder, power that kills
Go off the deep end
Opportunity knocking this year, I couldn’t sleep well

Really, I don’t care what you think
That don’t mean I can’t feel
You ain’t been through the wild, that don’t mean it ain’t real
It’s a war outside, outside men killed
Take a dive, steal the vibe, guess the fall is a thrill
I’m in awe, in the mirror at myself, I can feel
Lay back, stack 20 layers, wrap that back louis ears

I shift back with the pen, before I’m real with myself

Rollin’ then I, then I... 1, 2
Solo then I want you, want you
Ain’t no clouds in the sky
Rollin up
Getting high
X2

Talkin on my line
Sittin’ Indian style
Running from the Don, those were simpler times
I fantasized about being on, being content with your life
We supposed to grow apart but I’ll stick by your side
Things are common, get demolished when I leave and come back
You a whole other person, I evolved into that
Wings flap, rose to the public
I put my coat in the back
So sorry for the startle, I can’t hide who I am
Where we park? Harass the valet
Snatch the keys, the walkie-talkie, we argued after
I just need some space, your timing been off
I feel the warm embrace because on the real, it’s really changed
I’m scared you’ll run away
I feel fake, my life plastic
Fuck it
I done had it
I tried to pump the brakes
Slidin’ in the rain
It’s burnin’ my skin like acid, it ain’t the same

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from MALIK RUFF, released November 2, 2018
Additional Vocals: Tev’n ⁃ Black Party
Producers: Romil Hemnani ⁃ Steve Lacy ⁃ Black Party
Mix Engineer: Tyler Page

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Quadry Winters, 23, started rapping before his years hit double digits. It might have been dreams of jewelry and attention, rapt audiences and sleek suits—and it was. Watching the BET Awards, a young Quadry noticed the respect given to artists onstage and on the red carpet. It looked pretty good. And growing up in Baton Rouge, La., he had local hip-hop role models on the national stage. ... more

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