Lyrics:
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
a haircut could make me love you any less
But if you'll open that, you may know what I felt when I came in
White fingers pulled off the paper, and then a cry
enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could
enough about you and me
How's my little son
Hmm, he ever ask about me
Just a little bit
Does he still like to go down by the supermarket
If I could
where you came from
Even if you ain't the same one
I grew up on white Ts
All white air force Nikes
Gold chains authentic Jerseys
With Choice, Rolly
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
just currently
And a bitch told a lie if she told you she was curvin' me
And we all big dawgs, ain't gon' let my people work for me
911, we got
permission
Here’s the dos and the don’ts
Written in plain black and white
Yeah I just want reciprocation
All the wrongs and the rights
Since when did love
if you can handle this
Shit, I can handle whatever
I need you to just bang out!
816 Boyz!
Here I come baby, the aureola mayne!
And the Hennessy
ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise, expert at telling
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
each wrist
Lit like the fog lights on the GT
Lit in HD, story of a G who never told a story
Couldn't speak, couldn't hear, didn't see
Even if I was
block know you
The whole block been knew this story but they ain't told you"
His mom says to him, "I hope you know your pap was a good man
But he just
b****es if you want em, pick one
She told me she don't got no t****es, I told her go pick one
And I like b****es by the two's so if you comin, bring one
Ok,
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
of them Off-Whites
You need to bring your ass over here
If your nigga wanna fight, bitch, come outside
I'm off this Hennessy, too many shots
Don't give
hoes tryna fuck on Three I hopped out drip plain jane bezel
Yo bitch ride that shit she drive that shit by herself I nicknamed her Tesla
I make music for
bitch, but that ain't so
A lie, don't care who tell it what they told me
I responded you, ain't the judge or the police
What I gotta a lie for?
They
Ice Cube shit, fuck the po-po
No, Ice Ts, Coco logo for that bobo
So road, roll on the low low
I know most won't pose for the photo
Boardroom full
Through a Gucci bag or something
Time is the only luxury it’s the only
Thing you can’t get back if
You lose your luggage – I’m not
Gonna say the obvious
Isn't it something? Got a name off the gospel and now you buzzing
That white man told you that slavery was a blessing you bought it
Our sons and daughters
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I
When you're haunted by the demons that'll never let you rest
Not shy in front of crowds, but shy in front of just one guest
Not dumb enough to win
Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,
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