"Personal Brand" lyrics
Paul Russell & Foggieraw Lyrics
[Paul Russell:]
She said I'm a trip: well, honey welcome to Trivago
Tell me so you know: who isn't tripping for a follow?
Boo, all in the air, like showtime at the Apollo
Puffing with your chest, the next thing you know it's hollow, but well
Hello, I've been swinging like some jello
If God wanted a fun guy, then He'd get some Portobello
So I guess I need some grease up on my elbow, yeah
But then my light turned yellow
And I've been looking for the cheat code
Life don't come in a neat bow, bringing the receipt home
But we know, we know that
Keep your head up and your seat pulled back
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, ah no, yeah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, yeah, ah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah-
[Foggieraw:]
Hey, Lord Jesus, I know I'm wrong
If you find favor upon me, could you please send me one lil' black baby like Nia Long?
She could be from Liberia or Congo
She could be a dark skinned like Lupita Nyongo'o
Lord, I ain't picky-picky
And I don't care if she too picky-picky or she thicky-thicky
You want a nigga from a boyband? Girl, this ain't Pretty Ricky
Okay, ride for me
Relax yo' mind, take yo' time on me
Had to grow up quick, it wasn't no guide for me
All my young nigga, they gon' slide for me-e-e
Don't rock Tommy, Calvin Klein on me
I'ma get this paper like a sign on me
Got a bust down Rollie just to keep the time on me
Wish my brotha Alim see it shine on me-e-e
Okay, live from Aruba, skrt, skrt, au revoir
I need my respect and I need moolah
Or Gouda cheese
Young Ghana angel with the features like I'm Sudanese
When your people good, it put you at ease
When your people good, it put you at ease
Niggas dying from police
Jesus died at 33, ain't no guarantees what the hell they'll do to me
[Paul Russell:]
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, ah no, yeah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, yeah, ah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man? (Burden a man)
Twenty-two years on a personal brand (On a personal brand), ah, yeah
Hey (Hey, hey, hey)
She said I'm a trip: well, honey welcome to Trivago
Tell me so you know: who isn't tripping for a follow?
Boo, all in the air, like showtime at the Apollo
Puffing with your chest, the next thing you know it's hollow, but well
Hello, I've been swinging like some jello
If God wanted a fun guy, then He'd get some Portobello
So I guess I need some grease up on my elbow, yeah
But then my light turned yellow
And I've been looking for the cheat code
Life don't come in a neat bow, bringing the receipt home
But we know, we know that
Keep your head up and your seat pulled back
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, ah no, yeah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, yeah, ah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah-
[Foggieraw:]
Hey, Lord Jesus, I know I'm wrong
If you find favor upon me, could you please send me one lil' black baby like Nia Long?
She could be from Liberia or Congo
She could be a dark skinned like Lupita Nyongo'o
Lord, I ain't picky-picky
And I don't care if she too picky-picky or she thicky-thicky
You want a nigga from a boyband? Girl, this ain't Pretty Ricky
Okay, ride for me
Relax yo' mind, take yo' time on me
Had to grow up quick, it wasn't no guide for me
All my young nigga, they gon' slide for me-e-e
Don't rock Tommy, Calvin Klein on me
I'ma get this paper like a sign on me
Got a bust down Rollie just to keep the time on me
Wish my brotha Alim see it shine on me-e-e
Okay, live from Aruba, skrt, skrt, au revoir
I need my respect and I need moolah
Or Gouda cheese
Young Ghana angel with the features like I'm Sudanese
When your people good, it put you at ease
When your people good, it put you at ease
Niggas dying from police
Jesus died at 33, ain't no guarantees what the hell they'll do to me
[Paul Russell:]
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, ah no, yeah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man?
Twenty-two years on a personal brand, ah no, yeah, ah
Ah, how do people see you that could burden a man? (Burden a man)
Twenty-two years on a personal brand (On a personal brand), ah, yeah
Hey (Hey, hey, hey)
