Lyrics Woke (freestyle) - Clientell

They got Africans that ain't never thought of no Rap
They rapping now Everybody rappin YOU THE KING OF THE WORLD
Now you got to turn the rap
White folks said "these niggaz" excuse the expression
If we can make them
Talk about drugs and guns
We can fill the jails that we're building
So the more you had a beef and I had a beef and I put my beef in my song
You put your beef in your song
Then when my posse meets your posse we at each other
Then we start arguing, fighting killing each other
We end up in the jails

Yea
Momma raised me and sisters on her own (On her own, her own)
Back then I couldn't do no wrong (Man I couldn't do no wrong)
But you couldn't tell me shit thought I was grown (I'm a bad little niggaz)
Before I took my first steps my pops was gone (Man)

Pops want around he was a rolling stone
Meanwhile I was out Rolling Stones
I was breaking curfews in my momma home
Breaking down in the crib when my mom was gone
Don't stress to me the water wasn't on
Momma said J you the man of the house
I remember when you found weed under the coach
That whole summer she was swearing she going to kick me out
Forced me to grow
But it made me a man
Now the reason I talk this fly shit
Get the building jumping like a mosh pit
I don't fuck with her she toxic
I be working hard around the clock shit
I be going going I be flowing flowing
I be blowing blowing
Yea they know I know em
Man I'm fly souring and your girl said that your ass boring
Fall asleep snoring Shoot my shot I'm scoring
Been around the world feel like I'm touring
Sleep late night up early mornings
Role up a blunt hop in the foreign
Please tell me how can they deny me
I'm so high far as the eye can see
Niggaz can't fuck with us far as I can see We a Monopoly

I'm a roll wit ya, I'm a roll wit ya, roll wit ya, hit the road with ya take a toll with ya
Go Getter

I'm a roll wit ya, I'm a roll wit ya roll wit ya, hit the road with ya take a toll with ya
Go Getter

Yea
Bitch I'm all about a sack (Bout a sack)
Fuck it where them dollars at (Where they at)
Oh you said that that's your dog (That's your day)
Why he fronting you the pack (On the pack)
160 On the dash (On the dash)
I just watch my money stack (Money stack)
I'm just watching how they act (How they act)
No I'm not sipping act (Sipping act)
Im just vibing on the track riding riding riding vibing on beat
Niggaz see me shining yea they noticed me
When I'm pulling up yea they know it's me
Carolina to the death (Till the death) Repping till ain't nothing left (Nothing left)
Cooking up I'm the shelf (I'm the shelf)
Your pride want let you ask for help (Damn)

What have I said that has you so upset, I'm speaking now to my enemies
Some have even written to me in text messages
Saying look at Farrakhan he's with these thugs
These immoral, These violent speaking Rappers
You should be ashamed of yourself
My mission is the transformation of human life Particularly Black, Brown and Red life