Rich Robbins feat. Sam Kayiwa & Poetically Authentic -
Rich Robbins Presents: Now We Got Money / Character Development
Character Development
My nigga don't fret
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
It's not about what you gon say on the beat
It's all about how you clean up when you eat
Got on my bib and digging my teeth
I'm taking their ribs and making them Eves
Little brown boy from west of the city
I turned it 360 degrees
Could step to my ex and wish her the best
And still go to sleep with ease
We know men can be abused
Back then the shit was new
More like taboo
Real niggas like "true"
I know skeptics
I know believers
I know blessings
I know deceivers
That need Jesus
I know to each his
Ownership like fuck the leases
And I know money gon talk
And I know time gon watch a lot
Tick tick tick like parasites
Niggas gon park in the barking lot
Gossip at the barber shop
I do not care
I cannot stop
I stir the pot
I write the plot
My nigga don't fret
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
Okay
Not you tripping on
Not you tripping on me today
Not you tripping on
Not you tripping on me no way
Not you tripping on
Not you feeling on me okay
They be saying all kinds of things
Got me sipping on I be saying all kinds of things
Whoa yea
Not you tripping on
Not you feeling all kinds of ways
Whoa yea
Developing slow yea help me move all the things
I'm shifting all kinds of ways
Whoa yea
And got you tripping on things
Not you flipping out
Got you flipping out
My fault tripping on change
Not me flipping out
I go in and out
I got different range
I don't feel no common sense
No I don't feel a thing
Don't care about what you think
Cuz I'm a believer
Yea Yea
And I got a hundred thousand bands
And I'm bout to leave ya
Yea yea
Developing me across the land
Yea yea
I've been minding my business
I've been mining some gems
I've been workin on craft
I've been workin with in
Clockin day and night shift
Always taught to be tough but never taught how to heal
Niggas think that that's soft
Use to have the same thoughts
But I changed narrative
And now I'm heavy on plots
Stories all plant driven
And I dropped a lot of seeds
In the soil for you to cop at your own benefit
But we ain't done yet
So my nigga don't fret
My nigga don't fret
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
It's not about what you gon say on the beat
It's all about how you clean up when you eat
Got on my bib and digging my teeth
I'm taking their ribs and making them Eves
Little brown boy from west of the city
I turned it 360 degrees
Could step to my ex and wish her the best
And still go to sleep with ease
We know men can be abused
Back then the shit was new
More like taboo
Real niggas like "true"
I know skeptics
I know believers
I know blessings
I know deceivers
That need Jesus
I know to each his
Ownership like fuck the leases
And I know money gon talk
And I know time gon watch a lot
Tick tick tick like parasites
Niggas gon park in the barking lot
Gossip at the barber shop
I do not care
I cannot stop
I stir the pot
I write the plot
My nigga don't fret
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
Okay
Not you tripping on
Not you tripping on me today
Not you tripping on
Not you tripping on me no way
Not you tripping on
Not you feeling on me okay
They be saying all kinds of things
Got me sipping on I be saying all kinds of things
Whoa yea
Not you tripping on
Not you feeling all kinds of ways
Whoa yea
Developing slow yea help me move all the things
I'm shifting all kinds of ways
Whoa yea
And got you tripping on things
Not you flipping out
Got you flipping out
My fault tripping on change
Not me flipping out
I go in and out
I got different range
I don't feel no common sense
No I don't feel a thing
Don't care about what you think
Cuz I'm a believer
Yea Yea
And I got a hundred thousand bands
And I'm bout to leave ya
Yea yea
Developing me across the land
Yea yea
I've been minding my business
I've been mining some gems
I've been workin on craft
I've been workin with in
Clockin day and night shift
Always taught to be tough but never taught how to heal
Niggas think that that's soft
Use to have the same thoughts
But I changed narrative
And now I'm heavy on plots
Stories all plant driven
And I dropped a lot of seeds
In the soil for you to cop at your own benefit
But we ain't done yet
So my nigga don't fret
My nigga don't fret
I was bullshit last year too but i'm doing my best
Heart on my sleeve but I keep my family close to the chest
I don't call her no more to vent cuz that's a
That's a
That's a
That's a
That's a mess
I hope you find some peace of mind I hope you rest
Taking my time to make sure we come out the best
That goes for all my niggas
The plot keep getting thicker yuh yuh yuh
Credits
Writer(s): Bryndan Graham, Christian Robinson, Sammuel Ntamuhanga Kayiwa
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