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Correct I Am Lyrics
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Correct I Am
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B. Barber [Verse 1] Well I am black and I'm proud of it Stack up my dollars, get paid, in P. A. I'm gon' holler it Bull shit, I'm tryna be tolerant But all I know is how to be dominant, so dope shit I must fit Do this for the streets where most people never drive And goin' into the store for a Swisha could cost your life Livin' in the city where the dirty niggas thrive And the hard working mothafucka just tryna survive You see the swangas and [?] people I hang with Call us public nuisances doin' drugs or some gang shit But see, we lookin' at the same shit So we just gotta find a common language, so we can better frame shit Feud is in the eye of the beholder So before you turn a cold shoulder and judge a nigga, hol' up Don't be selective, take a look at life from my perspective And walk a mile in Jordans, it's hectic [Chorus] Because we gotta do better, we gotta be smarter We gotta be focused, we gotta go harder We gotta honor our mothers and honor our fathers We gotta take care of our sons and take care of our daughters Keep these playa haters from around us And leave the world better than it found us Keep God first and everything else will follow And that's the way we lead to a better tomorrow To a better tomorrow [Verse 2] Well I am trill and I better be Bun to the letter B They need an og, that's what I let 'em see Keep haters behind me and my blessings ahead of me My family on the side of me, movin' forward steadily Yeah people talk down, but I ain't let it get to me I use they hatin' to my advantage and made a better me So when they thought I was less than I turned that shit into a lesson on not how to hate it on the next man Now I don't know when and what neighborhood you grew up But you can't win tearing me down to lift you up Knock me off my feet, somebody knock you off of yours Try for that bucket, the only one winnin' is Pappadeaux Look, I know we ain't the same man, but we livin' on the same land So we just need a better game plan There's smarter ways to approach it So we can come up for real and get up off that roach and that's the notion [Chorus] 'Cause we gotta do better, we gotta be smarter We gotta be focused, we gotta go harder We gotta honor our mothers and honor our fathers We gotta take care of our sons and take care of our daughters Keep these playa haters from around us And leave the world better than it found us Keep God first and everything else will follow And that's the way we lead to a better tomorrow To a better tomorrow [Verse 3] Well I am grateful even when niggas hateful 'Cause I serve a truer living God, keepin' my plate full I'm never hungry, broke, or even thirsty 'Cause I know to wake up and give Him His praise firstly Secondly, keep all eyes open for niggas thinkin' that they checkin' me And make it clear there will be no disrespectin' me See, you can live yo life however you feel But me, myself, and I, we gon' forever be trill And I'm still dodgin' the devil baby 'cause I'm blessed still Reppin' for the Pimp, abn, Mob, and still Reppin' for Port Arthur and the whole south still Spittin' this trill shit outta my whole mouth And I'mma hold out instead of giving up And shit, until the day I'm gone I'mma live it up Doing what I gotta do for me and my fam So I don't know if you keepin' it trill, but I am I am
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