Lyrics:
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
and worry about success more than we do them women
Swear to God, man, that's real talk. If you ain't down with the ride, then you will walk
I had to open up
No tellin' if they've heard the news
Call the boys downtown at Neiman Marcus
Tell'em lock up them high heel shoes
[Chorus]
When God-fearin
thug livin
The way that you drug dealin
You say that you God fearin
I know that you love women
Comin through the hood like you rougher than rough
But in
God straight from heaven
I'm like an Alpha in this game
Don't even try me You won't win
Just follow me I'm your leader
Too Hot when is cold niggers
tell you got no
Confidence that is needed (Wooh uh)
I’ll never say I’m fearin' ya when I
Put a divine fear in ya
You’ll always be my inferior
You fit
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
know you goin be there for me.
Until my eyes close, until they fold my arms and pull me up.
Fuck that.
This goes out to all the women who stand by
to put your purpose on a pedestal
It's a safari to those waking up as credible
People get Haughty when they feelin on yo level tho
Always gotta let em know
slick, but they ain't got nuttin for me
When I'm in they terriotory, it's a whole 'nother story
We never get stuck, sometimes we take the long route
(Hook)
I Remember times when I was in my room writing songs, I ain't even had a Loan
But I always knew that I'll make it through the storm
God Was
hot fuck it so fan it
I hand it to you with pleasure
I do it because I’m better
But also because I love what it does
When you get a buzz it’s
Above
rippers' man applause when he can't get a job
He gets up all of his family and feels like a slob
The black women don't understand
Cause they don't realize
the women, they're your victims but paint them as the villains
When they stand up to you
Decide who gets more rights, but then talk about an equal life
You
Divine Mother my Divine Mother
When I was with my Guru
And he pointed to the women in the room
And said who are they
And I said they're your devotees
He
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
God gave me a voice
So now I'm gonna
Go for it
Go for it
Go for it
The angels all rejoice when we when we
Runnin a race and you gunnin to place
The way I act like I give a fuck
we get one crack at life so imma live it up
Hustle sold separately plus tax when they give it up
I want the whole things
Evil Knievel ain't much when I do my stuff
Polo tee polo black cologne
Burberry by my nuts she won't leave me lone
The Levi's was on sale
But I ain't
Buddha-God, the sage shore
Salute the lyrical tear-up, we never fearin you
Scarin you, too tough for the wack, we never hearin you
(You stuck by two
Get it by my lonely
They know nothing 'bout me
They know my songs and everything but don't know my story
So many niggas gone before me,
Still, we
Little mouse, now don’t you run off
We can’t start, we can’t stop
Must be something in the water
God I wish I was a swimmer
Come on Holly, it’s all blue
of women I've been dealing with?
I used to pop blues with my Lil' bitch
I call her boo 'cause her real one I will forget
I use a Uber to scoop me to SLS
What
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
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