Intro Next in Line

Oo ooh let me testify
I bet you a dollar you didn't know that i
Was capable of spitting such hot fire
Its not what you expected is it well i try
And if you're looking for me let me know
You can find me in streets of Chicago go
Don't you think this track is hotter than your kitchen stove
Welcome to me
I'm Nia next in line this is how it goes
When i wake up i don't grab my makeup i get my pen
And i begin to write for you i cant give you what your use to
Only speak what I've been thru
Maybe that's why they call me truth
I do this for the love
God sent this from above
And gave to me to give to you
So all the ladies and the fellas in the building
Put your hands up in the air if you are feeling me
I came to deliver a part of me its m-u-s-i-c



Credits
Writer(s): Stephanie Nicole Hearon
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