Lyrics:
gwaan go tell di Sup
Some bwoy outta di closet R. Kelly crew
Success a run dem belly like weh curry do
Dem a carry feelings fi me
Dem nah go see mi
to keep some money in my pocket
It's survival of the fittest
When I was comin' up and runnin' up,
The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took
You're a lot like your father
You really are and thats a good thing
But you father lived by a philosophy a principle really
He believed that, that if
'em
If you need a work it man, stop looking
He gon' find you chasing Mr. Wrong
When Mr Right's right behind you
Yeah you can be my 9 to 5, are you
didn't come stretch, but Birdman had 'em made,
This when pretty bitches set you up, and niggas didn't give two fucks
You had two guns and two phones, you
go to school and pay bills is hard to do
I see you fool so go on and do ya thing
But when you tired of showin ya titties give me a ring
I like a woman
inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum
And shatter bone fragments
Cops love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown
to make the Crips stops seeing red
Now it's time to make the Bloods stop seeing fed
Opposites attract but understand, we are not magnet head
Crumple up that
later on at the R. Kelly party
So I pull up the club in the Coupe
Look at how them jeans huggin' the boots
Saw me ippy uppy icy as hell, f'rilla good
yeah
She wearing a wire like feds
Acting all sweet like some PEZ
Getting fed up
Now I'm so angry I'm red
Ooh
You got me bout to catch a case like I'm R
hotta than the summer
When she step up into the club every man and woman want her
She make me wanna get a stripper pole up in my home
Cause of the porn
they kindergarten yutes
When it comes to slapping, my niggas got bachelors degrees
Wintertime's freezing, I can warm you up If this corn slaps you, you
a girl by my side
Make her sing like Kelly Price
I'mma make her sing
like Kelly Price
Reaper Vibes
They know it's my time
My cousin on the gram
Goin' off,
pop duke
And my handicapped brothers and sisters, and we had no loot
That's when the Feds came by
And surrounded the house
They had automatic
someone I would've looked up to as a kid, see this shit is creating a better me (Yeah)
Writing is what I'm 'posed to do, it's what happens when you see you
of anything everything I have is a
Gift from God and even the
Shitty fucked up things
That happened to me, that still happen to me
Are also gifts to teach me
Bro it-it was Key Kelly that did it bro Key Kelly I'm telling you
Shout out my brother he really the plug
Xannies, and percies, and lean wassup
Africa woman be proud of who you are
Can't no one take your identity from you
Africa woman be proud of who you are
Can't no one take your identity
pilates
A lot of sit-ups probably
But bump that, I was there from the start
Even when Latoya Luckett and that other
Doo doo bucket broke your heart
Hope you
Hands that are strong but wrinkled
Doing work that never gets done
Hair, that's lost some of the beauty
By too many hours in the sun
Eyes, that
Hands that are strong but wrinkled
Doing work that never gets done
Hair, that's lost some of the beauty
By too many hours in the sun
Eyes, that
you think we fed up?, when we tried
To suggest, and request for our basic human rights
When time, after time, after time, got denied
When another black
and tea without thinking a kid died,
And they let the murderer go free, I question why?,
Why do you think we fed up?, when we tried,
To suggest,
water up to my neck almost drowning soon
I was in dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly calling off
Still had Walgreens boomin', had CVS boomin'
I was fostering
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