[Intro]
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
[Verse 1]
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 G.O.A.T. (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 with me for (Uh)
'Member y'all wondered, used to wonder 'bout Wonder
Question why they'd ever wanna push a black woman
Niggas on my label who ain't want me in the front end
Some sisters in the industry, y'all know y'all was frontin' (I know it)
Dressed too tomboy, rap too lyrical (You said it)
I can say more, the pain would bring a few tears to you (Hurt)
I shed a few, was booed bad in Fort Lauderdale (Uh)
Now I'm boo'd up, they 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 still the high life y'all yearn (It is)
What ain't given, I had to take my turn (Give me that)
Came back, more ammo, like Cleo to burn
Blaow, blaow, blaow, nigga, burn
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
[Verse 1]
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 G.O.A.T. (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 with me for (Uh)
'Member y'all wondered, used to wonder 'bout Wonder
Question why they'd ever wanna push a black woman
Niggas on my label who ain't want me in the front end
Some sisters in the industry, y'all know y'all was frontin' (I know it)
Dressed too tomboy, rap too lyrical (You said it)
I can say more, the pain would bring a few tears to you (Hurt)
I shed a few, was booed bad in Fort Lauderdale (Uh)
Now I'm boo'd up, they 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 still the high life y'all yearn (It is)
What ain't given, I had to take my turn (Give me that)
Came back, more ammo, like Cleo to burn
Blaow, blaow, blaow, nigga, burn
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