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[Produced by Nick Lewis]


[Hook 2x]

All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit

All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit

All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit

Now Indigo soul, we run this bitch


[Verse 1: Issa Gold]

I remember being young

Life gave me nothing but hard drugs and black lungs

And the teacher say you're smart, but niggas ain't passin'

Cause we outside getting high instead of in classrooms

The pastors preaching disasters to the masses

These actors thorough political fucking bastards

They lacking any real fucking spiritual backin'

It's tragic, I'm tellin you niggas that I ain't havin' it

Pick it up where Jesus left it off

Light bearing conscious, my chakra strong

Negative dissipate 'til the pain get lost

And the positive energy hit strong like Thor

Third eye sharp like a motherfuckin' hawk

And it pick apart living-hards trapped inside the dark

Make 'em see they heart, cause they Indigo from the start

But they trapped in an illusion, so it ain't they fault

Get up on your shit, switch up your lane

If lives aren't going right then seek out change

Take a trip out into the astral planes

And recognize, nigga, that you are not the same

A Martian, reppin' the light 'til I see coffins

The hardest, UA the illest, my nigga, solvin'

Problems, killed the rap game, it's full of garbage

Farthest from that, my nigga, my soul is foreign


[Hook 2 x2]

All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours, my nigga, create it

Indigo soul, we run this bitch


[Verse 2: AK]

Fresh off the west coast shores, mi amor

Plethoras of the best grown coral

Immortals, through borders and knowledge, and poverty, nah, nah, that ain't stoppin' me

Stacking dollas on top of celestial prophecy

Uh, resurrect the craft of the boom bap

With some new jacks from the Ave. bringing truth back

Nigga, pop a tab, and quit thinkin' where ya root at

Open up ya crown and blow a pound of that purp loud, hold up

From a young'n conformin' to nothin' except the truth

Truth, that the buy, for some shrooms and the fountain of youth

Everything they try to hide coincides, why strive

And rise like the holy Christ, in your top five

Popeye, straight from the green, that's that pot-high

Popped eyes, in and out, like I'm on the west side

Neva be satisfied 'til I can touch the sky

Homies could touch the pot, Lord

Look around and see my team winnin' in every mention

Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges like we descended from heaven

Lost a couple friends, but 2(to)-47, I rep my (?...)

Smoke so many strains, shit get so hard to remember

Back in the day AK hardly play

Now we fly coast to coast spreadin' knowledge, gettin' paid

Made an oath, took a hold of every verse a nigga sprayed

Got love for yourself, you got what it takes, my nigga


[Hook 2 2x]

All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours, my nigga, create it

Indigo soul, we run this bitch 

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