Damn Right
I'll mind, chill time, sippin' on a 40
Reminiscing on my childhood as I kick it with my shorty
Praying she don't meet a nigga like me and then adore him
I mean I ain't all that bad but I ain't want no bad for me
It's a shame though it came though
Yea it made me change hoe
Yeah I started trippin' after making them mistakes hoe
They tryna reel my heart in, I can't fuck round with these fake hoes
Rather hit the club and show them strippers what I'm made for
Conversation got her saying you must be from the hood
Ask her how you figure that she say "you talk it way too good"
I switch the topic like I should
I say get this understood
I'm no dater, I'm a playa, I won't cater if I could
I'm a ill nigga, bill flipper, ain't no Lil' tipper
Since she gettin' all my money watch her friend come strip with her
I might throw her on some Netflix but I ain't gon chill with her
Give a fuck if she a snack cause she know I'm a mil ticket
Bitch you damn right, I won't cut cause she gon' go insane
Bitch you damn right, I won't cut cause she be with them lames
Shit you damn right, I won't cut, I don't even want the brain
Bitch you damn right, If I'm gon fuck I bet she tat my name
Bitch you damn right
Shit you damn right
Yeah you damn right
I had to put them drugs down, that shit was fuckin' with my mental
Rather fight through all my stress than run away from what I been through
Yeah I might not get no sleep because of that, but I ain't meant to
God made me as a message and the hood is who I been sent to
Tryna pave the way to greatness and these niggas walkin' backwards
My way might not be the way but I been yo way and it ain't happen
Say you tryna make a difference but the change is what you lackin'
Can't give yo' all to crackers and yo own kind just a fraction
So roll with me and glow with me, I'm on a money route
You know bags, scales, and scams shit me too we homies now
But man fuck all that cause that's another trip on dummy routes
Plus that money come and go, I'm showing you never running out
Entrepreneurship procuring shit I swear dog if you knew this shit
Black businesses get shot because they don't even want us doing this shit
But if we stop our violence, cut the act and quit the foolishness
And just all come together don't you all think we can rule this bitch
You damn right
Bitch you damn right
Shit you damn right
Nigga damn right
Bitch you damn right
I said you damn right
Reminiscing on my childhood as I kick it with my shorty
Praying she don't meet a nigga like me and then adore him
I mean I ain't all that bad but I ain't want no bad for me
It's a shame though it came though
Yea it made me change hoe
Yeah I started trippin' after making them mistakes hoe
They tryna reel my heart in, I can't fuck round with these fake hoes
Rather hit the club and show them strippers what I'm made for
Conversation got her saying you must be from the hood
Ask her how you figure that she say "you talk it way too good"
I switch the topic like I should
I say get this understood
I'm no dater, I'm a playa, I won't cater if I could
I'm a ill nigga, bill flipper, ain't no Lil' tipper
Since she gettin' all my money watch her friend come strip with her
I might throw her on some Netflix but I ain't gon chill with her
Give a fuck if she a snack cause she know I'm a mil ticket
Bitch you damn right, I won't cut cause she gon' go insane
Bitch you damn right, I won't cut cause she be with them lames
Shit you damn right, I won't cut, I don't even want the brain
Bitch you damn right, If I'm gon fuck I bet she tat my name
Bitch you damn right
Shit you damn right
Yeah you damn right
I had to put them drugs down, that shit was fuckin' with my mental
Rather fight through all my stress than run away from what I been through
Yeah I might not get no sleep because of that, but I ain't meant to
God made me as a message and the hood is who I been sent to
Tryna pave the way to greatness and these niggas walkin' backwards
My way might not be the way but I been yo way and it ain't happen
Say you tryna make a difference but the change is what you lackin'
Can't give yo' all to crackers and yo own kind just a fraction
So roll with me and glow with me, I'm on a money route
You know bags, scales, and scams shit me too we homies now
But man fuck all that cause that's another trip on dummy routes
Plus that money come and go, I'm showing you never running out
Entrepreneurship procuring shit I swear dog if you knew this shit
Black businesses get shot because they don't even want us doing this shit
But if we stop our violence, cut the act and quit the foolishness
And just all come together don't you all think we can rule this bitch
You damn right
Bitch you damn right
Shit you damn right
Nigga damn right
Bitch you damn right
I said you damn right
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Writer(s): Dontez Burgess
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