DNOU2

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't Don't nobody own us (Still) Yeah, woke up, glow up, yeah They still don't know us So what? Yeah Nothin' but Saints here, NOLA, get no love Hate talk, that's my bonus For my quota Boy, don't nobody own us HGA, that's the law here Spurgeon with the Baldwin Commas way after callin' Patrick Ewing in the Garden Goin' for my people starving' Keeping' up with no Joneses Generous for my goal, yeah Boy, don't nobody own us Now they gon' talk Print our own merch so we got our own shop Cool down here, man, you got it on top Free as my own hair 'cause I got it on on lock Count it all loss, count it all loss Excuse me, I'm just tryna trust God Finished off my last bit of debt and love is my only possession Nobody change my direction No, no, no, nobody Owns us, owns us This right here better Own up, own up I was losing hope to focus All out of games, no tokens I am not your token Boy, don't nobody own us Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Nobody own us) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Boy, don't nobody own us) Yeah, bet the bag on my–uh, yeah Bet the bag on myself, yeah I am not by myself, yeah Boy, don't nobody Own us Own us Own us I taught KBJ–yeah, no, no nonsense Never cautious 'cause I can't miss when it's God in the cockpit See my options in the pocket I don't need a quarter back from your profit (Can't buy me) Not a conflict in my conscience Comments never stopped him Optics for the God head, I'm '92 Compton Ride for the King, dodge this when we charge in I'm not debating I'm not the paper I'm not the sales I'm not the lights I'm not the favors I'm not the streams I'm not the cable I'm not gon' fight for seats, I bought the table God is able So let me break it down with the biggest hit with this imagery I pick it and kick it, the Spirit equipping the lyricist Tryna be like I'm synonym, ain't no pretending here Period better consider this, here it is His Kingdom is killing it, woo I just killed the track In the gym with the set, all we do is rep Ain't worried 'bout the next book I'm just making plays, Broadway in the flesh I'm in my bag, I'm back-to-back Compassionate with a pastorate with a fashion sense Don't try to tell me how to act in this I'm black and rich, in the Nazareth Attached to Him, little activist And I'm back to biz, impact some kids And the facts are lit, the immaculate fact that is That we only want manumit Woke up, glow up, yeah A lot of y'all still don't know us, uh So what? Yeah He said death can't hold up, hold up, yeah I'ma tell y'all my motive, motive, motive, motive, motive, motive Boy, don't nobody own us, own us This right here better Own up, own up I was losing hope to focus All out of games, no tokens I am not your token Boy, don't nobody own us