Know Your Cause/Roll in Peace

Part I: Roll in Peace [Intro: DJ Luna] South Florida [Hook: Sylvan LaCue] Know your cause, know your cause Preach like a reverend Ain't nobody ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven I know I ain't ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven Start talking like this right? [Verse: Sylvan LaCue] I spaz on beats (mmm), that's my treat (mmm) I speak peace (mmm), you should stop and feast Food for thought (mmm), mind on beats (oo yeah) Time is bleak (uh), don't ask for permis' Hoppin' off this plane (hoppin' off this plane) Cruisin' on Biscayne (Cruisin' on Biscayne) My nigga said link up (brr) I ain't seen him in 3 months, more like 3 years I was on the west coast, tryna get the cash right (uh) Tryna get my [?] right (uh) Still on the fence, I believe ('lieve) Niggas is not what they seem (seem) I was out chasin' a dream (dream) Tryna do more for the scene (scene) Thought I was stuntin' or neglected (shit) Comin' to find I neglected (hmm) Grandmother died, I was reckless (yeah) Had to come back home, time is precious Oh, wow, OMG, (yeah), I just wanna grow my seeds (yeah) I can't even blow my weed (yeah) Can't a nigga roll in peace (yeah) Can't a nigga roll in peace (yeah) I don't even know police (esketit) They don't even know my niece Shoot first, ask later when the .44 squeeze Damn, I don't even know I speed Damn, I ain't got coke on me Dog, I just got a roach on me Damn, can't a nigga roll in peace Damn, can't a nigga roll in peace Damn, I don't even know police Damn, ya'll don't even know my niece Shoot first, ask later when the .44 squeeze Out in Cali smoking cookies for lunch Back in South Beach I was hiding my blunt Cousins on cousins got pinched for a felony That's why I walk by police with a smell on me Fuck your enforcement, we sense all your jealousy Hatred conceiving, no pressure won't sell on me Stop drinking soda, improve on my melanin Put down the liquor for earth, [rock/worth] the fellowship I know some niggas in places Everyday living courageous Everyday looking for spaceships J. Cole, I know you only want better but you cannot knock the escape Tell niggas who's dying to not medicate I grab me a bag, I smoke till it's done Then follow the system they told me to fund Meditate (meditate), meditate (meditate) Slipping might make a nigga levitate (yah) Money be the root of all evil Systemised for the people Niggas can't just resist that Can't just go against that Gotta learn how to burn within that This revolutions gotta be in tune with your higher self now Gotta think about yourself now Gotta think about your wealth now Money ain't shit but a [bag/backless] bitch that you might fuck twice, if you're hellbound Wealth nigga, share shit with your friends bro Exchange favors that's friend goals Get in tune with your end goal Know yourself through these trends bro How about we stop fighting amongst the same kind, my nigga, we all kinfolk Need to start asking questions Who you mad at? Them or you? Made a fool and that's cool to fail, but let's move in hell So we can find solutions and explore the realm [Hook: Sylvan LaCue] Know your cause, know your cause Preach like a reverend Ain't nobody ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven I know I ain't ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven Part II: Know Your Cause [Intro: Sylvan LaCue] In my life, please bae don't go switchin' sides, switchin' sides I swear this is where you reside, you reside, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye I ain't know much about -- alright, let's do this I ain't know much about -- yeah [Hook: Sylvan LaCue] Know you gotta your cause, know your cause Preach like a reverend Ain't nobody ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven I know I ain't ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven Nobody knows where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go [Verse: Sylvan LaCue] I, I ain't know much about -- shit I ain't know much about Tray I ain't know much about X, but, don't no one deserve -- shit, man Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go I said, I, I ain't know much about -- shit I ain't know much about Tray I ain't know much about X, but don't no one deserve death, nah [Hook: Sylvan LaCue] Know you gotta your cause, know your cause Preach like a reverend Ain't nobody ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven I know I ain't ready to die, but we all wanna go to Heaven Nobody knows where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go Where you go, you go, you go [Outro: DJ Luna] Rest in Peace XXXTENTACION