- KB DNOU 歌詞
- KB
- Woke up, glow up, yeah
A lot of yall still dont know us
So what?
Nothin but Satan, no love, get no love
But aint talk, thats my bonus
But my quota, whats that?
Boy, dont nobody own us
HGA thats the law, yeah
Spurgeon with the Baldwin
Commas way after callin
Patrick Ewing in the garden
Goin for my people starvin
Keepin up with no Joneses
Generous with my goal, yeah
Boy, dont nobody own us
Squad needed merch so we bought our own shop
Free as my own hair, but I got it on lock
Counted our loss, counted our loss
Excuse me, Im just tryna trust God
Finished all my lab,? there for the money
God said had to write it on the check
Dont nobody own us
This right here aint a?
I move forward, too focus
All out of games, no tokens
No token, whats that?
Boy, dont nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, dont nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, dont nobody
No nonsense, (No nonsense?)
Yeah
I taught KBJ no nonsense, yeah
Dont you ever skip my process
Does it honor God and conscience?
You owe nothin but your love man
Boy, do what you want man
Was trappin out apartments
Now Im takin off on Tarmacs
Dont be driven by a contract
Have your lawyer check the CARFAX
Not amazed with contact
There aint nothin that my God lacks
I dont need none of your star stats
I was good way before rap
Wrote these so my God claps
Hall of Fame, where my guards at?
Hip-Hop wont involve this
Radio hasnt bought this
Way, way too exhausted
To tap dance for your profits
Im in love with my core fans
Only die before the door slams
Write free on my coffin
Christ rules with my content
Race, faith, and devotion
Free sons and the daughters
Free sons and the daughters
Boy, dont nobody
Im in my bag, Im back to back compassionate
With a faster whip, with a fashion sense
Dont try to tell me how to act in this
Im black and rich and a Nazareth
And passages attached to Him
Thatll activist with a dash of wrist
But Im back to biz, and packs of kids
And the facts are lit, get back on the fact that is
The master is back in this
Cant fathom this, born again
Only one manumit
Woke up, show love
A lot of yall still dont know us
So what?
He said death cant hold us
Nah, Ima tell yall my motive
Boy, dont nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, dont nobody own us
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, dont nobody us
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