Solange Knowles f..ck The Industry
I'll never be picture perfect Beyonce
Fly like J-Lo
Or singing baby like 'Shanti
I barely comb my hair
Yea that's on a good day
I don't care what the hood say
I ain't street like Keyshia
Ain't never tried to be
And I got soul in my soul
But not quite like Mary
Ain't nothing really R&B about me
And I said bump what the hood say
I'm sorry I ain't in the Benzes' in my videos
I'm sorry I ain't even really tryna match my clothes
I can tell you better bigger for my Queen did
But I can't also tell you who the King dealer is
And I got knowledge if you really want to talk about it
No I don't trust the crowd just to walk around it
So I'm writing the letter to the industry
It says f..ck you signed sincerely
Aww Damn
Here we go again
Solo can you tone it down
Be more like them
But everything I'm not
Makes me everything I am
Aww Damn
Ooh here we go again
People talking shit
But when the shit hits the fan
Everything I'm not
Makes me everything I am
I'm not a goody-goody
But I don't watch my mouth
Like I'm a goody-goody
But I appreciate the ones who rooting for me
Cause everybody gone/got an opinion baby
And I been feeling lately
Like I can't help it
Big up haters
If you don't like it
I didn't make it
For you ooh ooooh
You ooh ooooh
I'm not apologetic
If you don't like it, it's probably 'cause you don't get it
And you can tell the world
What you heard I said
And I ain't talking about me
I'm talking bout the ones who represent what I believe
The fresh kids
The what comes next kids
The see you at the art exhibit
Oh hell yes kid
The politic kids
The be your thing and declare your independence kids
If I'm a vote for something
I'm a go Barack the vote this year
Talking bout the ones
Who said enough
But I got too much I don't give a what' in my cup
Now I don't care what the next man is saying
I'm just saying to the industry
This is f..ck you signed sincerely
Oh yeah
Oh here we go again
People talking shit
I don't give a damn
Everything I'm not
Makes me everything I am
Oooh yeah
Oh here we go again
People talking shit with no pot to piss in
But everything I'm not
Is everything I can
I can do anything
I remember the Doc sayin
What u gone do, girl you 17
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhh ohhh
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhh ohhh
'Ye ripped on this track, made it into a jam
I just borrowed it just to tell you who I am
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhh ohhh
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