Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
You act down, don't f*ck around and get maxed out
Give a f*ck about your set and if you flagged out
Got a star style, in the hood with it, I'm trapped out
Bitch, I turn this bitch to a man down
I'm a cash cow, worth stacks now
You was with me back then but where you at now?
Black magic, bitch, I'm that brown
I don't f*ck with your set, your textile
Work, work, work, first, first, first
That's why I charge a chicken for a verse, verse, verse
Lil' YaYa keep a stick off in her purse, purse, purse
Be damned if they put me in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Even Nicki do it to me, I'm not feelin' me
We'll make it to be old and to be elderly
Teach you how to be a player, build better than me
Can't be deep off in them streets without no felonies
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
Folks thought that I needed the guests, well I didn't
Gave their ass the boot and told them, "good riddance"
We are not the same, they never could get it
I don't make mistakes and I do good business
Ain't payin' me, I don't put an eye to it
Forty nine cents, nigga, I'ma slide through it
Got all the OGs and friends bumpin' my music
That shit slap, don't it? Don't I act a donkey?
Thought these bitches changed up, thought they act phony
Talkin' all that ra-ra but never push on me
When it comes down to it, bitch, you gon' get folded
I know it and you know it, 'cause waitin' on the moment
You have a good heart you gon' go through a lot
Grew up on the block, got exposed to the mob
I'm f*cked up a little, got exposed to a lot
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Kamaiyah - Black Excellence Lyrics
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Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
You act down, don't f*ck around and get maxed out
Give a f*ck about your set and if you flagged out
Got a star style, in the hood with it, I'm trapped out
Bitch, I turn this bitch to a man down
I'm a cash cow, worth stacks now
You was with me back then but where you at now?
Black magic, bitch, I'm that brown
I don't f*ck with your set, your textile
Work, work, work, first, first, first
That's why I charge a chicken for a verse, verse, verse
Lil' YaYa keep a stick off in her purse, purse, purse
Be damned if they put me in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Even Nicki do it to me, I'm not feelin' me
We'll make it to be old and to be elderly
Teach you how to be a player, build better than me
Can't be deep off in them streets without no felonies
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
Folks thought that I needed the guests, well I didn't
Gave their ass the boot and told them, "good riddance"
We are not the same, they never could get it
I don't make mistakes and I do good business
Ain't payin' me, I don't put an eye to it
Forty nine cents, nigga, I'ma slide through it
Got all the OGs and friends bumpin' my music
That shit slap, don't it? Don't I act a donkey?
Thought these bitches changed up, thought they act phony
Talkin' all that ra-ra but never push on me
When it comes down to it, bitch, you gon' get folded
I know it and you know it, 'cause waitin' on the moment
You have a good heart you gon' go through a lot
Grew up on the block, got exposed to the mob
I'm f*cked up a little, got exposed to a lot
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
You act down, don't f*ck around and get maxed out
Give a f*ck about your set and if you flagged out
Got a star style, in the hood with it, I'm trapped out
Bitch, I turn this bitch to a man down
I'm a cash cow, worth stacks now
You was with me back then but where you at now?
Black magic, bitch, I'm that brown
I don't f*ck with your set, your textile
Work, work, work, first, first, first
That's why I charge a chicken for a verse, verse, verse
Lil' YaYa keep a stick off in her purse, purse, purse
Be damned if they put me in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Even Nicki do it to me, I'm not feelin' me
We'll make it to be old and to be elderly
Teach you how to be a player, build better than me
Can't be deep off in them streets without no felonies
Goin' stupid, goin' crazy
Mindin' business, that pays me
For a hatin' ass hoe, it ain't gravy
Big chains all on my neck, we're faded
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
I'm black excellence, bitch, check my melanin, mmm, hmm, hmm
Folks thought that I needed the guests, well I didn't
Gave their ass the boot and told them, "good riddance"
We are not the same, they never could get it
I don't make mistakes and I do good business
Ain't payin' me, I don't put an eye to it
Forty nine cents, nigga, I'ma slide through it
Got all the OGs and friends bumpin' my music
That shit slap, don't it? Don't I act a donkey?
Thought these bitches changed up, thought they act phony
Talkin' all that ra-ra but never push on me
When it comes down to it, bitch, you gon' get folded
I know it and you know it, 'cause waitin' on the moment
You have a good heart you gon' go through a lot
Grew up on the block, got exposed to the mob
I'm f*cked up a little, got exposed to a lot
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
F*ck the other side, nigga, all them folks is the opps
Writer: Kamaiyah Jamesha Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave