To my real ones that know, this ain't for you
To my enemies, it's still love all day
Everybody's still growing and learning themselves, right?
My true story, yo
Pondering, pondering, how to approach
Some of y'all sensitive, but y'all still need to know (yeah)
Wonder how a bunch of sheep can have opinions on a goat (how)
We all on the same continent and off the same boat (right)
Remember early on, y'all ain't treat me all the same though (uh huh)
Used to question why the brothers even rocked wit' me for (uh)
'Member y'all wonder, used to wonder 'bout Wonder
Question why they ever wanna push a black woman
Niggas on my label who ain't want me in the front, and
Some sisters in the industry, y'all know y'all was frontin' (I know it)
Dress too tomboy, rap too lyrical (you said it)
I could save 'em all the pain and bring a few tears to you (huh)
I shared a few with boo back in Fort Lauderdale (uh)
Now I'm boo'd up at boohoo 'cause I didn't fail
Know who you are, I was told names, never tell
The weight that I carried, those summers, I'm never frail
Now they say I ain't elite (who are they?)
On to the next
I don't take time to address opinions that ain't 9th, Dre, or Jay-Z (right)
Only rap radars I need are them and the streets (right)
Be careful, the validations y'all seek (uh huh)
I been in them offices, they don't look like you and me (they don't)
I've been in offices that they look like me
I learned lessons 'bout my essence and this industry (uh)
Y'all banked on the wrong ones, wasted your energy (you did)
Lost more interest, got me laughin' at my enemies
Every door you close, every back you turn (uh huh)
Can't keep me away from the life I earned (you can't keep it)
My rock bottom's good, high life y'all yearn (it is)
What I ain't given I had to take, my turn (gimme that)
Came back, more ammo, like Cleo to burn
Blaow, blaow, blaow, nigga burn
We ain't forgot about them shots Jack
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back
Money talk, bullshit walk, you dig?
If you aim, you better squeeze
Real ones multiply, chump niggas bleed, you feel me?
We ain't forgot about them shots Jack
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back
You can bank on that nigga
252 comin' live from the bugaboo basement
For the big faces nigga
Yo, let's keep it a whole G, and talk about it upfront (talk)
The best, point blank, period, every month (talk)
The goals been lowered, and we still scared to dunk (talk)
Y'all don't want no smoke, half the squad roll blunts
Hold up, enough braggin', let's talk about the baggin' (yeah)
Talk about the money, when this business they staffin' (uh huh)
We'll milk the cows but they never put a calf in (tell it)
White men run us, they don't want this kinda passion
A black woman story? They don't want this kinda rapping (talk)
They love a fantasy, they love the gun bang action (talk)
What good is a black women to them? (yeah)
Raped us and slavery, they raping us again
Only put us on TV if our titties jiggling (uh)
Jay tried to give us Tidals and we giggling at him (damn shame)
But we ain't peeped the funny shit they doing (crazy)
Chitlin' Circuit, mom and mop's store been ruined (crazy)
'Cause we wouldn't share the profit, we was all movin'
Now it's pennies on pennies, that don't make sense do it? (dollars)
We gotta stick together more than we has been (yes we do)
Beefin' with each other while they get rich laughing (come on bruh)
Mm, that's a no no (it is)
Bust my way through like Cleo with the ammo (baow)
On my own terms, I'ma take what's mine
Singin' day after day, you can sing that line
We ain't forgot about them shots Jack
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back
And that's a fact nigga
You see we came up, got our change up, but we ain't change up
In a world full of fake niggas, still remain us
We ain't forgot about them shots Jack
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back
Real rap forever
Showin' love to all my strong black queens, you dig?
Fuck what you heard, bow down or get shot down nigga
Money, money, money, money
Get your money
Get the money, money
Better get your money
Get the money, money
Money, money, money, money
Gotta get your money
Get the money, money
Better get your money
Get the money, money
Money
I remember, don't worry
How could I ever forget?
It's the first time, the last time we ever met
Well, I reme-
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Cleo - Rapsody
