Ambré ft. Buddy - Revolution Lyrics

(So, um) I don't, is that too much still?
Let's try it and see, um

Riding along the pavement
Nasa wouldn't wanna race me now
When I take off
Lost in a lonely matrix
Hope my free spirit finds you well, ohh

Talking 'bout evolution, talking 'bout a revolution
Revolution
Feel a revolution, talking 'bout a revolution
Don't be afraid to let the situation escalate
We elevate and raise vibrations

Ooh, ooh, revolution, ooh

Let's have a conversation
This shit is entertaining
We don't want peace on earth
Too used to confrontation
I keep on block my blessings
I've luckied out in session
We just want love and lastics
I wanna learn my lesson, mh
Tryna, fuck it, trauma
Came up now I'm ridin' in that what you call it? Yeah
I ain't gotta floss, I ain't gotta flex
I just need someone to help me put this shit to rest
How come every time I leave the house I wear a vest
Can you hear me lose my breath? You layin' on my chest
Crash into you, the momentum, wait
Crash into you, the momentum
We can play it back like Memento
I feel like a rebel in my mental

Escalate, elevate and raise vibrations
Ooh, ooh, revolution, ooh

Yeah, uh
All my niggas
We don't want to be hung from around my neck, we want respect
Yeah
We don't want to die on our chest running out of breath, nah
We'll burn this whole shit down, what you expect?
Yeah
Yo

Oh, what a week
Blood on the concrete, blood on the leaves, I gotta leave
As soon as these racist ass cops see a nigga they
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
No time to grieve, turn off the TV, run in the street
Not in the league, taking a knee
When is this shit gonna stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Black man shot dead, white man got bread, huh?
Slave trade, jail bait, that's the same concept, huh?
Four hundred long years, we've been making progress, huh?
But everybody want rights we haven't even got yeah, huh?
Damn, it is what it is until it ain't
There's mothers in tears tryna provide for their kids but they can't
It's people that starving on Skid with nowhere to live, what a fate
This ain't the time to lose faith
We gotta make a new way okay-kay-kay

Escalate (yeah)
Elevate and raise vibrations (and Donald I'ma need my reparations)
In all Tubmans just to rub it in