Top Secret
I've been waitin on the day I could finally say
That I don't worry bout bills so I constantly pray
but what that does
That's only part of the day
I'll give you real if you listen okay
You gotta find what it is that you're good at and work on
Figure out the areas in ya life that you hurt from
Unlearn and relearn it's millions of ways
But the tricky part is we don't have millions of days
I wish you get it
Everything you're owed
Never put ya self on a limit
Never place the value down on a couple digits
It all begins to fade
Just like the fancy shoes
Overpriced js
I can give you the knowledge you gotta pay attention
You can hear me clearly
You just need to listen
A person talk long enough you can read intention
When the patterns show up what I need to mention
What that mean when they not valuin us
What that mean when they say we disgustin
You know the real you see the truth in disguise
It's all around if you open ya eyes
All the lies we been fed and it still happens
So much drama for the news and we still distracted
Carin bout the lives of people in the field actin
We barely know who we are but here it is fashion
Taken over hip hop got these people laughin
Another way to make money
Cause these rappers be braggin
Get ya money I could be wrong or overthinkin
But everythin that I said you know I had a reason
Like bein the angel surrounded by the demons
Do I join em or do I try to fuckin beat em
I believe in the power so I'd probably keep em
Use em to my advantage
Cause everybody need em
They won't control me cause I'm not about that evil
Look around everyone can't you fuckin see em
Tried to get us out all along
Trynna wipe our race
And we just go along
Every other community stick to they people
But they force the blacks to say yeah we equal
So integrate
Mix the pools
Mix the race and when the new generation is born
No more trace
End of case
And there it is
Love is love
I'm not knockin but stating facts
Penitentiary full of blacks
They were kids
They were dads
They were brothers
They were cousins
And they were husbands
When you have no way out what the fuck you do
Take a chance sell drugs
Robbin witcha crews
I'm just sayin lil kings you'll find another way
I know the money come fast quicker by the day
I used to struggle like you thinkin bout my pay
Get a job invest and then go buy a safe
Let ya money grow up instead of in a case
Take it easy slow down my niggas ain't a race
That I don't worry bout bills so I constantly pray
but what that does
That's only part of the day
I'll give you real if you listen okay
You gotta find what it is that you're good at and work on
Figure out the areas in ya life that you hurt from
Unlearn and relearn it's millions of ways
But the tricky part is we don't have millions of days
I wish you get it
Everything you're owed
Never put ya self on a limit
Never place the value down on a couple digits
It all begins to fade
Just like the fancy shoes
Overpriced js
I can give you the knowledge you gotta pay attention
You can hear me clearly
You just need to listen
A person talk long enough you can read intention
When the patterns show up what I need to mention
What that mean when they not valuin us
What that mean when they say we disgustin
You know the real you see the truth in disguise
It's all around if you open ya eyes
All the lies we been fed and it still happens
So much drama for the news and we still distracted
Carin bout the lives of people in the field actin
We barely know who we are but here it is fashion
Taken over hip hop got these people laughin
Another way to make money
Cause these rappers be braggin
Get ya money I could be wrong or overthinkin
But everythin that I said you know I had a reason
Like bein the angel surrounded by the demons
Do I join em or do I try to fuckin beat em
I believe in the power so I'd probably keep em
Use em to my advantage
Cause everybody need em
They won't control me cause I'm not about that evil
Look around everyone can't you fuckin see em
Tried to get us out all along
Trynna wipe our race
And we just go along
Every other community stick to they people
But they force the blacks to say yeah we equal
So integrate
Mix the pools
Mix the race and when the new generation is born
No more trace
End of case
And there it is
Love is love
I'm not knockin but stating facts
Penitentiary full of blacks
They were kids
They were dads
They were brothers
They were cousins
And they were husbands
When you have no way out what the fuck you do
Take a chance sell drugs
Robbin witcha crews
I'm just sayin lil kings you'll find another way
I know the money come fast quicker by the day
I used to struggle like you thinkin bout my pay
Get a job invest and then go buy a safe
Let ya money grow up instead of in a case
Take it easy slow down my niggas ain't a race
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Writer(s): Matthew Williamson
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