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Black Owned
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Trinidad James
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Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah Back on, n***a (Back) Black owned, n***a (Black) sh*t gettin' ugly Mask on, n***a (Rrr) Back on, n***a (Back) Black owned, n***a (Black) sh*t gettin' ugly Mask on, n***a (Come on) sh*t get crazy when that cash gone, n***a Everybody got the answers, I ain't ask y'all n***as Give a f**k who got now, n***a, now you got next I ain't at-ing n***as, b*t*h boy, I'm at you n***as necks (Rrr) n***as livin' for the limelight and dyin' for success I feel like Virgil and Rambo in this Louis V vest n***as wish I would just die, I be makin' n***as vexed I be drippin' Carson Daily, make your b*t*h make a request I never say I'm hungry, b*t*h, (Totally) unless I'm in Budapest Eatin' good, n***a, countin' up on a new check (b*t*h) Chillin' wit' my n***as, shootin' pool, eatin' Ruth Chris Sense drama, corner pocket, hit your ass wit' a pool stick These n***as is softer than a condom from Durex I'm learnin' new juggs, n***a, might build a duplex Humble even though my rings look like a Rubik's These fake ass n***as break fast like a cubic b*t*h, this *The Shining*, boy, I feel like Kubrick I don't associate wit' n***as who don't do sh*t n***a, you just doin' it and I do this sh*t, ha f**k that advance, n***a, I blew that sh*t, yeah (Blew it) Went and got another and I blew that sh*t, ha (Facts) I work for what I want rather than lie on my d**k And if you don't feel the same, n***a, you ain't sh*t Matter fact, I'on like you, n***a, or your b*t*h Or your bad ass kids who you won't teach sh*t Now he got a contract and he gon' get tricked (Why you gotta say that?) 'Cause he don't know sh*t Except for bustin' guns, f**k the cops and f**kin' b*t*hes lives up (Uh-huh) Be skippin' class, slidin' by, he got a wicked jump shot (Uh-huh) Got a chip stuck on his shoulder 'cause his brother got popped And Papa was a rolling stone, f**k all that We tryna make it on the cover, n***a, how 'bout that? n***a, we go broke because we don't buy black Got them crackers toe tappin' when we givin' 'em racks (Woohoo) I'm in the booth right now plottin' this Mike Amiri jacket A rapping contradiction, n***a, I just gotta have it I got shoes you never seen but I know it's gonna match it I be sellin' n***as confidence and drippin' with a passion Dressed to kill, you can call me an assassin Don't need no extra bills or no baby mama action He black and confident? Ooh, they like that (Like that) He ain't got no kids? Ooh, they like that (Like that) Them b*t*hes give me eyes when I'm passin' 'em, boy (Facts) I be givin' n***as tips, they be askin' me, boy (Facts) These n***as can dress? Stop gassin' em, boy (Ha) And you should see my closet, look like fashion week, boy (C'mon) Pull up, skrrt, get out, these n***as annoyed (Mm-hmm) You ain't the only one that can afford (No, sir) You ain't the only name to make the tabloids (Ahh) You're just a guy, n***a, I'm that boy (That boy) The cameras find me when the lights go off (Ha) My YSL toes got a Cinderella glow My pinky finger look like a infinity stone That's a time stone, power stone, man, this sh*t get crazy (Crazy)
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