Lyrics

Verse 1: I was hardly in my bag but see I got back in it Hop up in the tinted windows look like expedition Black as coffee bean on martin's dream on television With his martyrs doing donuts in a caddy spinnin I'm from charlotte where the fathers separated, missin So they hustle, cook it, flip it, got no place to piss in Trynna change the narrative I'm trynna just be different From the place we in a case our folks won't say we did it I was sitting in jags, to chase my swag I'll be damn I let a dude come and take my bag Up in college gettin knowledge from a thang that's bad Her profession a professor, had to take that class To learn me a lesson, I'm obscured with my message Boy I flirt with the Spit some words to her mental But she'll burn I tell you so I learn to be gentle Got a mind that is special so I watch for my temple Gone Hook: We know we got to get this shit up off our mind It's on my mind, It's on my mind, It's on my mind, It's my mind Shit gotta go Verse 2 Black folk we raise our black folk Our way so we made sure they aim for battle I'm tamed but bashful My brain so backwards I'm from the backstreet where they ain't, I'm that gold uh I'm really bout it, you be silly bout it Can't stop Won't stop I'm sidity bout it Big Boss, Rick Ross, I'm so Biggie bout it Jay vibes, Won't deal, Get a milly out it Like A-Mil-ly out it, left in the past Don't be throwing rocks up at me when your building is glass Imma take a stone and throw it out as quick as it pass I shut off my phone and said my soul I'm getting it back Gone Hook Verse 3 My Power is everything, Black women is everything Our vision is everything, the system is everything Our children is everything, As children we everything It's time to get everything, my niggas need everything Q! GQ : It was me and my brodie you know, Alfie & Dee Dee I be in Santa Cruz with a diamond tooth like I'm Huey I be all in the news when you see me on TV I be poppin they trippin they wishin they had a genie Man this shit be so cool that's why I still keep a beanie Roll my weed up so simply it taste like lemon and kiwi All my niggas look sleepy Bubblegum in that fanta I was actin a fool hope they ain't get that on camera She say she love the camera I said girl you should pose She said ooo you so nasty that made me lose my control Fireworks on the porch Off a 5th and we smoking Town shit Im from Oakland Fuck it this is my moment Can't be mad at me baby, I just take care of mine I know this one gon wake em, caught em peeking through blinds Need my patty with cheddar, triple double my green ODS in this bitch nigga fuck do you mean Hook