Whipped
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I'm chasing the dollar for surely
Count it up
And all the moneys for me
This is true
But I choice to build with black folk
We counting up
And they owning more no more lease
This a do
Over 400 years went poorly
It's counting up
History bleached for surly
Ain't nothing new
My music move like that white gurl
Cook it up
My money pushing for peace
For me and you
We made is this far through work wasn't luck
Pointing your finger at them is a clutch
We know how history went It ain't new
Let's just build on our own take steps as a crew
Looking like Buddha when we all give a hand
Providing a platform for youths that's a stand
Glad my mind don't only think it's self anymore
Lake dried up to Narcissus core
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I'm chasing the bag walking with 'em like a chore
At first, I got the one bag, then 2 then 3 then 4
These bags not for styling they used for providing
Folks with ties building size that's kinfolk
You said want in on the crew, oh word? That's your word
Blood sweat and tear is due, if you don't, that's ubsired
Think about yours dreams when you sleep at night
Think if they gon make it when ya eyes touch light
Can't buss moves when ya minds in tuned
Can't think straight so you can buss a move
I'm just looking at news, knowing things ain't right
Breonna Taylor dead, and I can't stay quiet
Gotta scream and shout likes it's world star hiphop
The two parties really one cross 'em out like Reebok
Speaking my mind hella rude that's my Trump card
You will get left if you not writing a new start
Glad my mind don't only think it's self anymore
Lake dried up to Narcissus core
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I'm chasing the dollar for surely
Count it up
And all the moneys for me
This is true
But I choice to build with black folk
We counting up
And they owning more no more lease
This a do
Over 400 years went poorly
It's counting up
History bleached for surly
Ain't nothing new
My music move like that white gurl
Cook it up
My money pushing for peace
For me and you
We made is this far through work wasn't luck
Pointing your finger at them is a clutch
We know how history went It ain't new
Let's just build on our own take steps as a crew
Looking like Buddha when we all give a hand
Providing a platform for youths that's a stand
Glad my mind don't only think it's self anymore
Lake dried up to Narcissus core
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I'm chasing the bag walking with 'em like a chore
At first, I got the one bag, then 2 then 3 then 4
These bags not for styling they used for providing
Folks with ties building size that's kinfolk
You said want in on the crew, oh word? That's your word
Blood sweat and tear is due, if you don't, that's ubsired
Think about yours dreams when you sleep at night
Think if they gon make it when ya eyes touch light
Can't buss moves when ya minds in tuned
Can't think straight so you can buss a move
I'm just looking at news, knowing things ain't right
Breonna Taylor dead, and I can't stay quiet
Gotta scream and shout likes it's world star hiphop
The two parties really one cross 'em out like Reebok
Speaking my mind hella rude that's my Trump card
You will get left if you not writing a new start
Glad my mind don't only think it's self anymore
Lake dried up to Narcissus core
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
I walk this earth with a mission
Tryna make a dollar to millions
The kick from bass be hitting
Competition get waxed Brazilian
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Golbourne
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