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(Yep)
“Started from the bottom now we here” (Swish)
Yeh, black billionaire goals (Ah)
G-6 where I go (Ah)
Tours look like air shows (Ah)
Clear water, bare

you be sleeping on my team like you got black curtains
I pack herb in Ophelia
Mind my beeswax
The extra key is under one of these mats
And these raps

"Don't leave me, C4, please"
Hey, these cars ain't got no keys
Said the barber, I cut his jeans
But still he had got away from a sting
(Run that back,

alone
When the pressure boil hardest part to maintain it's us
What I mean by that, is you sure know how to key an soul (Maintenance)
From the heat of your

on
So unbothered by the people I unintentionally shit on
I’m putting bitches on a timer
I told her my dick like a year long
Ralph up that road and he

take the stand on your faction (Never)
Runnin' through the back door I
Got the back end drug dealer car
So you know I got the black Benz (Woo)
AMG

to back another death
He gone need Inhaler to keep up he out of breath
I Gotta get it by any my means I never quit
They try to black ball me out but they

I work wit no sleep
My effort ain't cheap
I'm the black sheep
I work for my keep
I follow no trend
I get dividends
Can't you just tell I cannot bend

with my clean black Vans
Sagging down my pants I don't really give a damn
Chopping to my mans, steady grappling on a plan
I'm scheming on a milli I'ma

Teks and go and plug us out on racial slurs
Destroyin documents or complaints from black workers

Chorus:

The battles no longer physical, it's from

me up, threw away my keys, threw away my weaves
Snatched me from my son, braids to the back, state greens
Daily News, "Her career's over," "She was

the main reason why we poking
Main reason why we came in yo crib
If you think we joking
But this broad day not night
Hear the keys to the house then we gone

lacking
Pop! drop you dead like blacks with cops, won't stop, on top, when I'm done, grab a mop
Not a single one my songs are any kinda flop

Bitch in my

at this point I'm so sick of it
I keep shit low-key you niggas so indicative
You ain't a baller lil bro you gotta limit it
Laughing at the money like

but check 
day from the 2 to deaf die hard, went to pull thy card (??) 
rather die scarred, oh my Lord 
i got the keys, he gave me these 
get on my

the key 

Beware of the... 
The plague 
The plague 
The plague 
The plague 

Don't look at me 
I'm not the answer 
Look to you 
It's where it's at 

Don't

eat off your plate in the kitchen 
And now... (I'm fallin')
What am I to do?
Just a black boy in a room 
And they informed you 'bout the bad news (I'm

nothing on
The Zenith like Rae
Black hand white keys ya'll seen this I’m Ray
Got more white in the hood than the KKK
The grand wizard of that almighty

thru nights
I said don’t worry baby
My vision is not by sight
Black diamond my vvs
They don’t wanna see me unleash
Cause they lookin like food
I’m

phone, keys, or cash but I had none
He prolly woulda shot me if he wasn't outta ammo so off the cliff he sent me left behind like a shadow
But when I

she wouldn't play by the rules
Wouldn't be constrained by society's views
Wouldn't let a twisted metal birdcage wheelchair keep her down
Well for you

Lil niggas claim that they're talking the hardest
Wouldn't even get booked for the gigs by their fathers
Out here tryna live the life of an artist

it up louder
The tommy go lala if you jacking power
I'm lit with the smoke like I'm tilted on towers
I'm always gon tote like I'm paid by the hour
I

my mind
I’m drinking as drown, smiling as I slowly die
In the lexus, took the keys from mom's purse
Fuck it, fuck it, this is how much love hurts
This