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letters from richmond

by naomiisaac

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1.
4play 02:20
Verse: I feel kind of helpless, can't help myself your touch got me breathless; put time on it. We could put some time on it. Usually, I'm for conversation, you talk that talk, now you got me impatient; put time on it. We could put some time on it. Chorus: I've been feeling kinda restless, baby, thinking I'mma have to help myself to you. We could put some time on it, we can spend some time on it. I've been feeling kinda restless, baby, thinking I'mma have to help myself to you. We could put some time on it, we can put some time on it. You know I be like, "run that back to back." Run that back to back, run that back to back.
2.
dNd 03:36
Don't misjudge the situation; I'm online, I'm not available. I just need some relaxation and a drink, but that's debatable. I just need some time to unwind, depart from the stressors, I just need some time to treat me right, treat me right. Pre-Chorus: Bubbles in the bath, candles lit like Japan, pretending I ain't seeing all these Twitter DMs. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Don't be thinking you can text me 'cos that's not what I meant. (NEED Y'ALL TO LEAVE ME ALONE) I ain't picking up for no one unless its Moms or my man. Twerking in the mirror, see what I do with that ass. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Slow it down in all the moments life is moving too fast Checking up on me, last time I put myself last. Chorus: I put my phone on"DND"-- you won't hear from me tonight. Do not disturb me, please don't hit my line. Please don't hit my line. Bridge: Don't you take it personal 'cos I ain't gon' text you back. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Don't you take it personal 'cos I ain't gon' text you back. (NEED Y'ALL TO LEAVE ME ALONE) Don't you take it personal 'cos I ain't gon' text you back. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Don't you take it personal 'cos I ain't gon' text you back. Pre-Chorus: Bubbles in the bath, candles lit like Japan, pretending I ain't seeing all these Twitter DMs. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Don't be thinking you can text me 'cos that's not what I meant. (NEED Y'ALL TO LEAVE ME ALONE) I ain't picking up for no one unless its Moms or my man. Twerking in the mirror, see what I do with that ass. (DON'T CALL MY PHONE) Slow it down in all the moments life is moving too fast Checking up on me, last time I put myself last. Chorus: I put my phone on"DND"-- you won't hear from me tonight. Do not disturb me, please don't hit my line. Please don't hit my line. Phone on DND You won't hear from me, please don't hit my line.
3.
Lord, I be out here begging God, "Let empires fall." another Black man dead, goddamn, had to start a roll call. Tamir, he missed his roll call. Sandra gone. Trayvon, he lost his life to some skittles, still keep my mind on his momma, I keep my eyes on his spirits. Locked up, locked down, curfew sundown, hella niggas outside, kops wildin', now we getting gassed downtown. But we still yelling, "Reclamation!" And we been screaming "Fuck 12!" since Lincoln's proclamation. Shaking ass for sovereignty, them enbies singing Cardi B, "WAP, WAP, WAP" for "we abolish police." You gotta dance a lot to cope with all this PTSD. (ain't no letters out of Richmond tonight) You gotta grab all your brothers and your sisters real close, be sure to spread a little love on all the people you struggle with before our time is up. That nigga Biden won, I thought his #Time was up? (ain't no letters out of Richmond tonight) You gotta grab all your brothers and your sisters real close, be sure to spread a little love on all the people you struggle with before our time is up. That nigga Biden won, I thought his #Time was up? (yeah ain't no letters out of Richmond tonight) We set that shit on fire. We set that shit ablaze.
4.
Verse: Think I could kiss your face about a thousand times tonight. Could see my hand in yours, could see us walking down some aisle. Gray sweats and high-tops, smiling like he got a secret nobody knows. Sitting, waiting patient while I fix on some makeup; you know I'm running late, we tryna get out the door. Pre-chorus: I like it when it's our time, we time, taking care of us time. Jhene she said it first time, but I mean it more. And I don't really care if y'all have heard this before, let me clear my throat and say it again. Chorus: My baby treats me right, gotta stand up and testify. Know we just young, netflix and chilling, we taking our time. Proud to let the world know some day I'mma make you mine. My baby treats me right, gotta stand up and testify. Know we just young, netflix and chilling, we taking our time. Proud to let the world know some day I'mma make you mine. If I could press rewind, you know I'd do it all again. Through our past mistakes, dance through our timeline until the end. Pre-chorus: Our time, we time, taking care of us time. Jhene she said it first time, but I mean it more. And I don't really care if y'all have heard this before, let me clear my throat and say it again. My baby treats me right.
5.
We both set our clocks back at the hour, reluctantly end FaceTime abruptly. Even when you're not close, I'm hoping you see the same suns I do, you know I do, I'd say, 'I do" anything to see your smile; anything to stay awhile, just awhile longer, babe. Day by day it's only getting stronger than gems, please don't be my kryptonite when times are rough just my diamond in the rough, just my comfort, comfortable and whole, home, close, whole whole, home, close, whole Hold me like a grudge with all the comfort of a cradle; I'm not trying to be poetic I'm just tryna make you feel love, I just wanna make you feel love, I'm just wondering how you feel Love-- such a spinny feeling. Love-- got me in my feelings and whole, home, close, whole whole, home, close, whole Home sweet, Home sweet, Home, sweet home We both set our clocks back at the hour.
6.
fuck all these US presidents, overseas, predatory like they warring killing Latin babies. if it's a ball, then I think they serving "Global Bully," if it's a category, they strike it like it's the Middle East. and I think each generation we thinking we getting closer to the dream Assata had and the vision Malcolm was hoping for. but brown waters is flooding the Southside, oh, wait that's our baby boys' school to prison pipeline. it's drip, drip, dripping like we Wet'suwet'en strong to all our Native sisters missing, we gon' get you back home. solidarity to Flint until they water back on; death to water bottle CEOs and the greed that they spawn. this democracy's diseased, but ain't nobody tryna see it; white supremacy precedes, we know Obama ain;t defeat it. a Wall St. check--it can buy you a lot; Dominion tried to bribe the Richmond mayor just to buy up the block. Farrelll tried to bribe the Richmond mayor just to buy up the town, making private deals in private rooms with nobody around this for Union Hill and all the people who live in oppressed lands surviving or just taking a stand, let 'em know.
7.
lucy 01:38
No time for hesitation you're hand is just waiting to be hold, times quickly ticking, all that I'm thinking's how can I get you alone? I know you might waste my time but I'm way too comfortable, I would hate to take it slow. You know I won't hit your line until I'm feeling comfortable and when I is, we ready to go After hours, we take our time. I'm not too good at conversation but I like the way you make me feel. After hours, we take our time. I'm not too good at conversation, but I think you looking good tonight, Lucy.
8.
Verse: I'm telling you, that something inside is wrong. That I'm blue, while the shades of you glitter and shine. I, I go to the store, grab a six pack and more, them American Spirits, them shits don't hit, I floor it all the way to my crib just to dial 804 Chorus: I need you close, I'm way too damn emotional. Can't be on my own, pick up the phone and call me babe. Ring, ring. Verse: Next to you, I swear that is where I belong. And, oh, you! You ease all the pain on my mind. I, I go to the store, grab a six pack and more, them American Spirits, them shits don't hit, I floor it all the way to my crib just to dial 804 Chorus: I need you close, I'm way too damn emotional. Can't be on my own, pick up the phone and call me babe. Ring, ring.

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released January 29, 2021

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