Built Different
Baby girl I'm
Built different
Aint shit about me average
Lazy muthafucka
I'll Suffocate if I'm stagnant
Confident
I will never take your bitch boy I don't want her
She don't cook, clean, or pray for you
I'm sorry, that ain't no woman
And I'm tired of it
No tolerance for toddler shit
That man talkative
Need a better ass whoopin then his father did
I'm competent
I'm a savage, not a scavenger
Baby that ain't febreeze
What you smell is dried lavender
I'm a warrior in a garden
Not a gardener in a war
No shortage I ain't starvin
Get the harvest from the soil
To carry out your calling
Make you a target in this world so
This part of the song go out to all the boys & girls
It go
Black man, black man
Get yo cash
Get it fast
Before they blast at you
This your chance
Your remember who are
And don't let this world change you
And if you ever wanna burn this whole shit down I don't blame you
Come here
The reason they don't like you
Is fear
Claim supreme
But wanna be just like you
It's clear
They want
The hips
The lips
The hair
The voice
The walk
The look
They stare
Take one moment
Look at yourself in the mirror
Built different
Cut a from a cloth they couldn't wear
Prepare
For history to repeat
But look no further
I am the lightskin Nat Turner
Bitch I'm built different
Yeah, yeah put that little
Built different
Built
Built
Built different
Built different
Built different
Aint shit about me average
Lazy muthafucka
I'll Suffocate if I'm stagnant
Confident
I will never take your bitch boy I don't want her
She don't cook, clean, or pray for you
I'm sorry, that ain't no woman
And I'm tired of it
No tolerance for toddler shit
That man talkative
Need a better ass whoopin then his father did
I'm competent
I'm a savage, not a scavenger
Baby that ain't febreeze
What you smell is dried lavender
I'm a warrior in a garden
Not a gardener in a war
No shortage I ain't starvin
Get the harvest from the soil
To carry out your calling
Make you a target in this world so
This part of the song go out to all the boys & girls
It go
Black man, black man
Get yo cash
Get it fast
Before they blast at you
This your chance
Your remember who are
And don't let this world change you
And if you ever wanna burn this whole shit down I don't blame you
Come here
The reason they don't like you
Is fear
Claim supreme
But wanna be just like you
It's clear
They want
The hips
The lips
The hair
The voice
The walk
The look
They stare
Take one moment
Look at yourself in the mirror
Built different
Cut a from a cloth they couldn't wear
Prepare
For history to repeat
But look no further
I am the lightskin Nat Turner
Bitch I'm built different
Yeah, yeah put that little
Built different
Built
Built
Built different
Built different
Credits
Writer(s): Edward Manier
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