[Intro: Joy Oladokun & Brian Brown]
Coffee and tequila
Cigarettes and candy
Young, gifted, and Black, Black
Black-Black
To be young, gifted, and Black, quite a feeling
[Verse 1: Joy Oladokun]
Mama says I should let go
She thinks I'm selling my soul
Ooh, maybe it's true
Spent a year out on the road
I almost lost all control
Ooh, it's nothing new
[Pre-Chorus: Joy Oladokun]
When the man with the plan's gotta keep up shop
And he's cashing in your dreams for a better spot
But he swears everything that you want is up to you
[Chorus: Joy Oladokun]
Do it for all the dope boys hustling every day
People trying to make a way
To get something good to put upon the table
When they need someone to givе 'em something tasteful
Thеy call niggas in Hollywood
[Post-Chorus: Brian Brown]
To be young
To be young, gifted, and Black, Black
[Verse 2: Joy Oladokun & Brian Brown]
Mama's been working too long
I'll pay the debt 'til it's gone
Ooh, it's what I'm supposed to do (Black)
Some people play for the fame
I've just got real bills to pay
Ooh, too much to lose (Gifted and Black, gifted and Black)
[Pre-Chorus: Joy Oladokun & Brian Brown]
When the voice in the crowd forming in my head
Saying, "Get out or you'll end up dead"
But it's the first of the month and my fucking rent is due
(To be young, gifted, and Black)
[Chorus: Joy Oladokun & Brian Brown]
Do it for all the dope boys hustling every day
People trying to make a way (Black)
To get something good to put upon the table
When they need someone to give 'em something tasteful (Uh)
They call niggas in Hollywood (Black)
[Verse 3: Brian Brown]
Keenan Wayans my options
As I do it for the fam and figure a way for all of 'em in
Low down, dirty shame this thing can be
And it's nothing new, bamboozling who? Not me
Do it for the niggas who paved a way
Make sure we give 'em hella bouquets before they see a grave
Plenty folk we knew ain't getting showered with due praises
Always thought it was my angels crying when it be raining
Do it for my niggas grinding dusk 'til dawn
Ain't waiting on anyone knowing we may not make it back home
What a cold reality we be battling
Powers folks is fighting ain't just something for y'all to dabble in
And they swear they your nigga, but you could never ever
'Cause if y'all was once for us, Whitey'd be so fed up
So I do this here for us and how we stay resilient
To be young, gifted, and Black, quite a feeling, yeah
[Chorus: Joy Oladokun & Brian Brown]
Do it for all the dope boys hustling every day
People trying to make a way
To get something good to put upon the table (Black)
When they need someone to give 'em something tasteful (Oh)
Do it for all the dope boys hustling every day
People trying to make a way
To get something good to put upon the table
When they need someone to give 'em something tasteful
They call niggas
Give 'em something tasteful
They call niggas in Hollywood
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