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Aw, man
They ain't got what you got
This is strictly for the originals
It's all go time over here
Let's go
Every little step I take, little bit more hate
I'on give a damn, homie, let Ty rotate
Last night I pray more blessings on the way
You don't know my mommy, you don't know my daddy
You don't know my blood, you don't know DNA
How I got out the mud, now I'm in the Ritz
Might take your man, might turn your chick
I ain't really gay, listen-
Shit, mind your business
Yeah, squeeze a lemon, you should clean your palate
You should eat some salad 'cause you're full of it
Pull up on 'em in a crazy fit
That's me steppin' out, rockin' Fear of God, fear me
'Cause I brought you in this world and I can take you out
Ha, mama told me to womb power like a watchtower
Tell 'em I know, true source code
But don't tell 'em everything that I know
Throwing checks, I be poppin' off
And you acting like you don't know
Out the window, swimmin' wheel to the top of my lungs
That's a payroll, get money, huh
Or stay broke or be a joke or be a lame or take note
I give you game, it evoke mental change
Deeper thinking like new chains 'round your throat
You should shine, you should shine, baby
Let your soul glow, ah
You, you, you and you
You, you, you and you
Yeah, I dress better than you, you, you and you
You, you, you and you
Don't I dress better than you?
Y'all too sissy like Boo and Twiz
Take the ego off and the mask too
Final call for them big ego oversized pride and them fake blues
BBLs that ain't shaped well and that nose job that ain't regular
Lookin' at the game, what the hell, chop the nose off the sphinx just like us
Still bleachin' out, I hope you not
White tees only thing we whitewash
Like a Black & Mild, I'ma hype you up
Like Aretha said, you a natural
Resurrect the pride like Lazarus
I ain't Tupac, yeah, I'm mad at ya
What you mean you forgot how bad you was?
What you mean you forgot how we-, uh
Jack you up, I'm a cold sister
Put the bank on it, put some loads in it
Got glow in it, soul came with it
Got the A1s, no foldin' it
Walk on heels of a heel figure
Lauryn Hill, homie, like a hill figure
Got a full jacket, clip full of knowledge
That shot, shot, shot, real sister
You buy fish, I'm a real fisher
Can't teach style, I was born with it
The storm, did it, I reign with it
You and me, we are not the same with it, huh
Ikiagi, yeah, really I walk the walk just like Jilly Scott, uh
Long way, I'm over y'all like André 3000, I'm better
You, you, you and you
You, you, you and you
You, you, you and you
You, you, you and you
You, you, you and you