Black Excellence (feat. DK)

Black suit, black tie, black Lexus,
Nigga there here all black excellence
Cant accept this,
Hand I'm dealt with
It's like a clef lip,
Settling for nothing other than all black excellence,
Black loafers, black shirt, black guy,
Don't shoot, I got my hands to the sky,
Testify,
Never that will I,
Nigga this here all black excellence

Fantasies of reparations and owning land
They made the plan,
Set it up,
Then they killed the man,
Only one on brown money so shit you my people then,
Realizing if I aim higher I myself can be more than,
Enough is enough,
We've had it all done,
Pulled over,
What Reason,
Not a one, other than the color of yo skin
The same shit that they loving be the same shit that they hating,
This simulation,
I bob my way in and when I weigh in,
It's heavier than most,
This Last Jounin,
Last to enter last to leave,
Studying game film late night after the faculty done clocked out,
Im focused as ever this is my season I'm coming for the MVP man
Two butter-pecans hanging around my crib late night,
And on the weekends,
Plus when I'm free, and I save em under stalactites,
Shorties is quite bright,
And when they dome me I feel like I'm in GA for the night Nigga

Black suit, black tie, black Lexus,
Nigga this here all black excellence,
Can't accept this,
Hand I'm dealt with,
It's like a clef lip,
Settling for nothing other than all black excellence,
Black loafers, black shirt, black guy,
Don't shoot,
I got my hands to the sky,
Testify,
Never that will I,
Nigga this here all black excellence

Tryna go to the hood from a fortune five,
All by my lonely,
Never in disguise,
And I be damned if a Nigga take something from me,
Took some time to get around the running,
Lost some friends, never seen it coming,
All my life addicted to the money,
Uncle told me all dough ain't get dough,
Never listened till that time they ran up on me,
Took everything from me,
A lost is a lost better stay prepared homie,
Grind hard for recognitions that I've never had,
Had the zips in the back pack on the South side,
Go to school on campus serving tryna make a better living,
Had a dollar,
Better yet a couple fifties,
Last night I had a dream Rari whipping with my daughter with me,
Woke up,
All I seen was the same old shit,
Gotta stack my paper up all the way until it's legit,
My favorite rapper said you wont fail until you quit,
I guess it made sense,
I hate to say that I ain't shit,
I won't quit,
Like TuPac picture me rolling bitch,
Know the times is hard Ima run it up
Until I'm too legit you would be a foo to quit,
I guess it made sense,
I hate to say that I ain't shit,
Run it up until you too legit you would be a foo to quit

Black suit, black tie, black Lexus,
Nigga this here all black excellence
Can't accept this,
Hand I'm dealt with,
It's like a clef lip,
Settling for nothing other than all black excellence,
Black loafers, black shirt, black guy,
Don't shoot I got my hands to the sky,
Testify,
Never that will I,
Nigga this here all black excellence



Credits
Writer(s): De'kendrick Mason, Sederick Grant, Dajon Johnson
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