Black Moses by Channel Tres & JPEGMAFIA Lyrics

[Chorus: Channel Tres] Ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta  cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry Ain't  about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry (Go, get up!) Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball If  I do, Black Moses gon' call Ain't  about me, ain't about me (Go, get up!) [Verse 1: Channel Tres] I used to ask for change in the streets Now  I'm changin' the streets Momma, I'ma break you off Yeah, tell me what you need I'm the new swami I  told you I'ma break you off I'ma break you off (Oof!) Yeah, I'ma break you off Everybody wanna break They don't wanna pay the cost (Cost) [Bridge: Channel Tres] Y'all niggas cook, no need for prep They just want mansions, I got the check No need for wallet, don't pay for shit Check the way a nigga from Compton sell his shit [Chorus: Channel Tres] It ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry Ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry (Go, get up!) Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball If I do, Black Moses gon' call Ain't about me, ain't about me (Go, get up!) [Post-Chorus: Channel Tres] Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) [Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA] Nigga, I'm a bitch, how could you tell? I'm skippin' to the bank, bars age like Pharrell (Yeah) They treat me like a dog, whatever, fuck this industry (Brrr!) Pretty in the face, touch my body, call it infantry (Yeah) Man, you've been a ho, I'ma guess since infancy (Yeah) Only way you get to me is if you put that fuckin' pistol into me Enemies always movin' goal posts, killin' me Fuckers wanna finish me, but this ain't MK Put them .30's in the .40's, bitch, let's play this Melee 'Cause when I pull the pistol out, they sing like Ella Mai, Mai (Brrr!) Because what niggas do be different from what niggas say (Yeah) I pistol whip a nigga dressed like I caught the bouquet (Go, get up!) Word to Dot, these crackers wanna hunt me, hold my heart Thought I would't buss back, bitch, I ain't Rosa Parks (Yeah!) Sup daddy? Catch me chokin' niggas like Bart I'm the new Moses (Yeah!), beard to my colon Keep the Commandments back-seat of the Focus Next year, bitch, I'm tryin' to be the next Oprah, it's hopeless [Chorus: Channel Tres] It ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry Ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, 'cause my niggas hungry (Go, get up!) Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball If I do, Black Moses gon' call Ain't about me, ain't about me (Go, get up!) [Post-Chorus: Channel Tres] Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) [Interlude: Channel Tres] Aye, aye, aye, nigga, you got that shit Aye, show 'em how Compton do it Aye, nigga Lookin' for the sauce Murder with the beats, boy, press no change up Uh, uh, uh, homie, get your weight up Shit so good. put it in containers Ain't about me, ain't about me [Bridge: Channel Tres] Y'all niggas cook, no need for prep They just want mansions, I got the check No need for wallet, don't pay for shit Check the way a nigga from Compton sell his shit [Chorus: Channel Tres] It ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, c'mon, niggas hungry Ain't about me, ain't about me Gotta cook it up, c'mon, niggas hungry (Go, get up!) Throw money in the, air can't drop the ball If I do, Black Moses gon' call (Go, get up!) Ain't about me, ain't about me [Post-Chorus: Channel Tres] Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, gon' get out (Go, get up!)

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