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Song Lyrics:

Verse 1 I’d tell you to trust it, but you’ll never understand my process/ She knows I’m off-limits and she feeling me regardless/ Swaying her hips, she’s always swinging into heartbreak/ If I’mma plant my seed, then I’m finna need a florist Talk about lighting up the room Got damn, you would swear that perfect smile isn’t a tomb Catch her reading Chris Van Wyk or Mills and Boon Shorty looking like the Big Boom Even got a sash saying she’s the Queen of the Universe I bet if the aliens heard Even they would agree There’s a reason we’re the background Kolour of every red and milky galaxy Baby girl I hope you don’t got a man but if you do Ngizom’shaya ngestina, I’m Brilly the Builder And I’ll prolly sin again because I am a sinner And Shorty ain’t just looking fine in her pictures Hook 1 Qreation! She the Kolour of Qreation. Shorty, she the Kolour of Qreation. Kolour of Qreation. (X4) Verse 2 Check the young king’s skin. Melanin to the brim. Didn’t happen on a whim, that we keep the sun within We the master of the universe, faster than computers work We all a part of God. Check the intelligence. The boys in drip matching their 2 eyes only see it as a giant bullseye It’s murder, why do you lie. Writing bouncy checks and chilling with the homie having drinks Shouldn’t be punishable by death. This isn’t just target practice. The only thing you badges carry in your hearts is malice. You’re evil and it’s tragic. And money-hungry politicians tryna save their pots to piss in Ain’t gon do shit, no matter how we keep complaining. But lately I’ve been dreaming bout a hail of bullets raining Grab an AK-47, make some red & blue confetti, but that’s not me. I ain’t got so many violent tendencies. I’m just another young, Black and frustrated kid. “He had narcotics in his car.” “He was covered in a hoodie, so I thought it was a gun.” (Uhm) “He broke curfew during lockdown.” “All we did to the homie was push and slap him around.” (Uhm) He had narcotics in his gun. He broke a car. He was covered in a lockdown. He was resisting curfew, I was stunned. I thought he was narcotics, a hoodie slapped him around. Hook 2 Qreation! He the Kolour of Qreation. Homie he the Kolour of Qreation. Kolour of Qreation! (X4)

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