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Alchemy Lyrics - Wave - Mick Jenkins

It's like turning nothing into everything 

Starting with scraps and redefining what society thinks is quality 

Like who thought up the golden standard the haves? 

The have nots ask not what you can do for them but what have you done? 

I mean you're sick and you're tired and you're hungry and you're thirsty 

And you take that first bite or drink, you sip slow 

Because truth is harsh but it burns, but it's also addictive 

You want more till you... 

Drink more water 

 

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Flooded the market, murdering flows it's blood on the carpet 

A crime scene, gave 'em the light 

Wait 'till I turn on the high beams 

Niggas ain't seeing me 

Drunk off this water you might just see 3 of me 

Don't greet me as God, my nigga I ain't no deity 

Take off them water wings, I'm losing water weight I been on creatine 

Curing my countenance, creating this gold from the lead in my pencil 

I think I'm a alchemist, and it's gon take courage no cowardly dogs 

In the pound, we don't want 'em round 

No love lost or found, don't give a fuck bout a clown 

Bit 'em with the Pros conversation profound 

I was down on my luck but I'm still myself 

Drinking all this water tryna heal myself 

Know I keep it real even steal homie 

Just want you to feel It I don't really ever feel myself 

Remember when I had to find a meal myself 

Fresh out of jail, crashed at my nigga Slims 

He ain't think twice bout the shit 

The move was a roll of the dice 

Know the lord on my side cause them 63rd nights was a bitch 

Always knew that life wasn't this though 

Still had to get right with the wrist wrote this though 

With a little light and a pistol 

Lowkey, peep highkey the pitch you know me 

They say I be talking bout water too much 

You hear that? 

That's how many fucks I could give 

Still I got love for a hater would give up a rib 

They say they confused about ginger ale 

Well come have a sip when it's chill 

Y'all need to chill 

People tell me I'm that nigga now 

I know none of that shit is real 

 

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