"Black Excellence" lyrics
Kane, you always know what I like
Niggas mad, I'm not pretendin'
Ridin' 'round 'cause Global lendin'
Damn, I gotta watch my spendin'
Money talk just like it's ventin'
Damn you niggas that ain't wit' me
I think most these people silly
I don't think that you can feel me
If you ballin', get up wit' me
Bitches really be distractin'
Attract to me 'cause I'm attractive
I get back, that's pretty massive
Savings holdin' money captive
In my head I'm hearin' echoes
Old school whip, that bitch so retro
Paint job drippin' wet though
Southside to the West Coast
I don't really got a ego
I just do it for my people
In my car, don't got a keyhole
Was just startin', just watch me go
In this life you gotta balance
Take the pain, don't try to mask it
Even when the world crashin'
Up to you to break the habit
Bad kid from the 4, had bad behavior
Lil' bitch a ho so don't try to save her
I don't do shit outta anger
That's how you get fucked up later
Make these bitches stare a lot
I'ma win, I swear to God
I know English but speak Spanish
When it come down to a dirty car
All I know is that's a paradox
They all copy, that's just parrot talk
I'm still on 'cause I was really off
Can't share the thoughts that I share wit' God (Go, go, go, go)
My ex hoes, I'm killin' them
I'm blendin' in, I'm chameleon
You talk a lot like Gillie and them
But I'm Wylo when you listenin'
Shit really all about reverence
My trap house lost a resident
I do music, trap was never meant
I'm the definition of Black excellence
It's nobody that I'm better than
I'm tellin' God take my hand
I'm tellin' you you don't got no friends
It's only you all in the end
Niggas mad, I'm not pretendin'
Ridin' 'round 'cause Global lendin'
Damn, I gotta watch my spendin'
Money talk just like it's ventin'
Damn you niggas that ain't wit' me
I think most these people silly
I don't think that you can feel me
If you ballin', get up wit' me
Bitches really be distractin'
Attract to me 'cause I'm attractive
I get back, that's pretty massive
Savings holdin' money captive
In my head I'm hearin' echoes
Old school whip, that bitch so retro
Paint job drippin' wet though
Southside to the West Coast
I don't really got a ego
I just do it for my people
In my car, don't got a keyhole
Was just startin', just watch me go
In this life you gotta balance
Take the pain, don't try to mask it
Even when the world crashin'
Up to you to break the habit
Bad kid from the 4, had bad behavior
Lil' bitch a ho so don't try to save her
I don't do shit outta anger
That's how you get fucked up later
Make these bitches stare a lot
I'ma win, I swear to God
I know English but speak Spanish
When it come down to a dirty car
All I know is that's a paradox
They all copy, that's just parrot talk
I'm still on 'cause I was really off
Can't share the thoughts that I share wit' God (Go, go, go, go)
My ex hoes, I'm killin' them
I'm blendin' in, I'm chameleon
You talk a lot like Gillie and them
But I'm Wylo when you listenin'
Shit really all about reverence
My trap house lost a resident
I do music, trap was never meant
I'm the definition of Black excellence
It's nobody that I'm better than
I'm tellin' God take my hand
I'm tellin' you you don't got no friends
It's only you all in the end
