Correction Lyrics Rap Like Y’all by Bryson Gray

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Yeah, yeah
I can't be like these other rappers, man
They'll cap for a deal, they'll cap for a check
I can't go like that

Ayy, I know y'all want me to rap like y'all
But I just can't cap like y'all
No, I do not trap like y'all
But you know I'm strap, my dawg
You fillin' these kids' minds with poison
So they all can act like y'all
I may never be as famous, but I can't go out sad like y'all

Women, they can't cook or clean, but they be naked on the Gram
Hear it from they favorite rappers and live like that 'cause they some fans
City girls, the Cardi B's, and Meg the Stallion got you in a trance
The streets already had you and you wonder why you can't find no man
All you care about is drugs and makeup and dancin' like a thot
Momma didn't raise you to be a woman, so you think that's all you got
All this fake stuff on yo' face to look like somethin' that you not
God made you a queen, so all this stuff you doin' need to stop
You look at screens and magazines and think that's the standard for women
Instead of findin' a man of God, you can finally start submittin'
Be a homemaker, have kids and raise 'em and play your position
Don't get mad at me, 'cause it was God word, baby, it was written
Instead you give your kids up to day cares and these public schools
Wonder why they workin' for Satan and wonder why they confused
You can't play both sides, girl, I mean, you gotta choose
But you think you don't need a man, I promise you can't fill them shoes

You think you cool 'cause you got a gun and you sell dope, but you a punk
You sufferin' from yo' childhood, you tryin' to hide it, so you front
Your dad left your momma to raise you alone, and it left you twisted
Now you just like the father that left you, you a spittin' image
Gang bangin', now you Cain slangin', you think you the man
Then you get locked up or dead, or you snitchin' on your man
You got a kid out of wedlock, now you gotta make a plan
Now you lookin' dumb, 'cause all you wanted was a couple grand
You ain't alpha, you like women, favorite rappers got you tricked
Keep your p*n*s in your pants and you won't be down bad like this
Wait till marriage like God said, instead you lookin' for a hit
Now you got an STD and sensitive 'cause you look sick
Yo' daddy ain't teach you how to treat a woman, because that man wasn't there
Your mama tried, but you need a man, and I know life isn't fair
And you take drugs to hide the pain, so you act like you don't care
You better let that pride go, if not, you gon' be stuck right there

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