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Black Owned (feat. Fyre) Lyrics


Trinidad James Black Owned (feat. Fyre)

Back on Nigga (back)
Black Owned Nigga (black)
Shit getting UGLY
Mask On Nigga
Back on Nigga (back)
Black Owned Nigga (black)
Shit getting UGLY
Mask On Nigga

Shit get crazy
When that cash gone nigga
Everybody got the answers
I ain't ask y'all niggas
Give a f..ck who got now
Nigga now you got next
I ain't "@" niggas bitch
Boy I'm at you niggas necks
Niggas living for the limelight
And dying for success
I feel like Virgil and Rambo
In this Louis V vest
Niggas wish I would just die
I be making niggas vex
I be drippin Carson Daily
Make yo bitch make a request
I never say I'm hungry bitch
Unless I'm Budapest
Eating good nigga
Counting up in a new check (checks)
Chilling with my niggas
Shooting pool
Eating Ruth Chris
Sense drama corner pocket
Hit ya ass with the pool stick
These niggas is softer
Than a condom from durex
I'm learning new juggs nigga
Might build a duplex
Humble even tho my rings
Look like a Rubiks
These fake ass nigga
Break fast like a cubic
Bitch this the shinin
Boy I feel like Kubrick
I don't associate with niggas
Who don't do shit
Nigga You just doing it
I do this shit

F..ck that advance
Nigga I blew that shit
Went and got another
And blew that shit
I work for what I want
Rather than lie on my dick
And If you don't feel the same
Nigga you ain't shit
Matter fact I don't like you nigga
Or yo bitch
Or yo bad ass kids who won't teach shit

Now he got a contract
And he gone get tricked
(Why you gotta say that)
Cause he don't know shit
Except for busting guns
F..ck the cops and
F..cking bitches lives up
Skipping class
Sliding by
He got a wicked jumpshot
Chip stuck on his shoulder cause
His brother got popped
Papa was a rolling stone
F..ck all that
We trying to make it on the cover
Nigga how bout that
Nigga we go broke because we don't buy black
Got them crackers toe tappin
When we givin em racks

I'm in the booth right now plotting this Mike Amiri jacket
A rapping contradiction
Nigga I just gotta have it
I got shoes you never seen
But I know it's gonna Match it
I be selling niggas confidence
And Dripping with a passion

(Dressed to kill
You can call me an assassin
Don't need extra bills
Or no baby momma action)

He black and confident?
Oh they like that
He ain't got no kids?
Oh they like that

Them bitches give me eyes when I'm passing em, boy
I be giving niggas tips
They asking me boy
These niggas can dress
Stop gassin 'em boy
You should see my closet look like
Fashion week boy! (c'mon)

Pull up
Skrtt
Get up
These niggas annoyed
You ain't the only one that can afford (no sir)
You not the only name to make the tabloids
You're just a guy nigga
I'm That BoY! (that boy!)
The cameras find me when the lights go off
My YSL toes got a Cinderella glow
My pinky finger look like a infinity stone
That's a time stone, power stone
This Shit get Crazy (CRAZY)

Back On Nigga (back)
Black Owned Nigga (Black)
Shit getting UGLY
Mask On Nigga
C'mon
Back On Nigga (back)
Black Owned Nigga (Black)


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