Sekou Story (feat. Scarlett) - Clean Album Version

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Uh, I knew a few pharmacists, fuck frozen
 They kept pneumonias on their arms and wrists
 The main dude, Sekou, face look hard as shit
 Remember like yesterday, they were the kings of ecstasy
 Kept sellin' it, he blends in everywhere, has a mixed heritage
 Bitches let him hit on the reg', waterbed seats in his car
 All red Ferrari, Florida where we met at a red light
 Homeboy bumpin' my old shit
 They wildin' with some freaks from the islands
 Piled in behind him, limousine, Benz
 He shouted, "Nas, roll with us"
 I'm bored so I followed him
 Nikki Beach, here's where the scene begins
 He put me on to Don, nice ass with a set of mean twins
 Had a pocket full of cash, Sekou wasn't lettin' me spend
 I was there for the weekend, packed and prepared for anything
 Then he brings me to his castle in Coconut Grove
 War stories about dudes both of us know
 Never heard drunken words spoken so slow
 A year go by, the nigga was fly
 Prada shoes, a lotta jewelry, stayed high
 Got a call, he's in N.Y
 Needs a couple of G's 'til tomorrow, I dips by
 For a season where he's at
 Greets me with a smile, told him "Here keep that"
 Next week, got a call from his wife
 Said somebody done took son life
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 She said
 "Who gon' hold me down now? Hold me down now
 Tell me that huh, who gon' hold me down now?
 Who gon' hold me down now? Who gon' hold me down?
 Tell me that huh, who gon' hold me down now"
 Forget about them other dudes, they talkin' to me rude
 'Cause I always knew the truth, they hated Sekou
 H2 full of holes, the drove him off the road
 Left him there on this 'cain, clothes stained with his brain
 My soul shattered, my man's toe's tagged up
 Arrangement's a closed casket
 See now a hoe has to, maintain with his fake gang
 Sheddin' fake tears, I won't have it
 Look, this kid's Jamaican, half Haitian, half Asian
 Brag about how the streets needed a changin'
 Son, you the only one a bitch could call
 You remind me of my dude, help me get them all
 Di-sci-ple
 Dis-ci-ple
 Dis-dis-dis-dis-sci-ple
 You remind me of my dude, help me get them all
 Di-sci-ple
 Dis-dis-sci-ple
 Dis-dis-dis-dis-ci-ple
 You remind me of my dude, help me get them all
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:56
Key
8
Tempo
82 BPM

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