REAL TRILL HOURS

[Intro: Moor Mother]

Lost my mind a long time ago

Clocked out, D'angelo

How does it feel to be black and beautiful

Locked in the stu-, stu-, studio

Aw man, that's my usual

(Yeah, we do this everyday)

Aw man, that's my usual

(Aw man, that's my usual)

Yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Moor Mother &  YUNGMORPHEUS]

Take you out of orbit even if you can't afford it

Billions for space and pennies for the poor

So know you understand why I serve it to you raw

Real trill hours

Why I serve it to you raw cause this is real trill hours

And we so stuck in this

Yeah, and we don't know the future, yeah

Smacked us on the ass

Real trill hours (Uh)

[Verse 2: YUNGMORPHEUS]

The devil killed dowers (Nigga)

I was locked inside my room 'cause I could never feel cowards (No)

He ain't with the kumbaya, them crackers wavin' still flowers (Uh)

It's the real trill hours (Nigga)

Gazing in the mirror until I saw God in my onyx face

Wrote the plan in his own blood they could hardly trace

Want some bread, carve a plate, lock behind and saw their gaze

VPN, smarter plays, they plan informant, swap the base

How does it feel black and beautiful (Nigga)

Lock in the studio, doing things nobody truly knows

[Outro: YUNGMORPHEUS]

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