Lyrics:
and trauma I've been Reeling
I'm set back and everyone says there's No defeating you
Cause, right
You've been saved by grace you have Been made renewed but
responsibility' So when you got
A white lady in a
Courtroom, who don't know you from
A can of paint
Saying I'm not shit and I need to
Be put in jail? That's
takin' shit
Now you can say I'm on some hatin' shit
But them facts, I'm not just sayin' shit
Biggie really sold crack and fucked mad hoes
Did Faith Evans
white and black
Yeah I'm black and white like the panda since birth I was never plain
If you black and white you got to stand up and I ain't talking like
What's up with you Alright, so here's the situation
Yeah I mean, who really cares where the money came from
Need me to count the money, I'll count
my anxiety
So I mix that shit with drugs yh
When I’m feeling low yh
I just really need your love yh
You the only thing bay
That ever keeps me up
Its
it out
Or you gotta kick a ball like sterling to get the pounds
Man it’s plain to see they do not wanna see us leave the ground
I see my people face
me I wouldn't make it, said I wouldn't amount to shit (shit)
Nigga smilin' in your face, really want you in a ditch
Half a ticket on my neck, quarter
Can't really say what you mean or what you want over the phone
I swear I miss you
You done heard it ten times or more but
I swear I done changed
I
you to just to just
Gimme that Honey Love
And she said and she said
Gimme that Honey Love
I want Q to make my dream come true I want you to just to just
the frontin', you be really gettin merked
Getting all this money, we be really gettin' merch
Taking shots at me, get you popped like a perc
I know I be poppin'
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
get on this album
I can't be late man what you mean
I can't, I mean I turned the album in cas
What you really want me ta do
Naw call that nigga
white friends, American Pie
I really don't need you, I swear you could die
Hater talk down on me, he keep knocking my grind
I mix all my problems with
I said, what you talking about
Yeah I make my mistakes, but still I work it out
Yeah I've made my mistakes, but still I work it out
Yeah I've made my
the world go have temptations
Had some trails and tribulations
Never seek validation tho
But still want some to tell me I'm the goat in the making
I took
just
If I could just see you
Can't really say what you mean or what you want over the phone
I swear I miss you
You done heard it ten times or more
brown and my gang is deep and my cash is spilling
"Dilly, dilly!"
Tell them frat boys to stop fucking with me
Three drinks in, I promise, you don't want
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could just
If I could just see you
Can't really say what you mean or what you
That's the price you gotta pay
Take away by signs of whips
I'mma just plain old me at the end of the day
You can say what you choose
God gonna see me
where white folks ain't want us to eat
At the tender age of six she was arrested for the sit-ins
And with that in my blood I was born to be different
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
you're only one call away
And all I gotta do is wave
I'm waving
My white flag to you
Nothing gon get in between me and you
Plain and simple
Gotta let
Don't huff, don't puff
Do you want to see this come down
Well I don't
Then explain, don't complain
Don't you give me this schtick
That there ain't anymore
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