paroles de chanson Dnou - KB
Woke
up,
glow
up,
yeah
A
lot
of
y′all
still
don't
know
us
So
what?
Nothin′
but
Satan,
no
love,
get
no
love
But
ain't
talk,
that's
my
bonus
But
my
quota,
what′s
that?
Boy,
don′t
nobody
own
us
HGA
that's
the
law,
yeah
Spurgeon
with
the
Baldwin
Commas
way
after
callin′
Patrick
Ewing
in
the
garden
Goin'
for
my
people
starvin′
Keepin'
up
with
no
Joneses
Generous
with
my
goal,
yeah
Boy,
don′t
nobody
own
us
Squad
needed
merch
so
we
bought
our
own
shop
Free
as
my
own
hair,
but
I
got
it
on
lock
Counted
our
loss,
counted
our
loss
Excuse
me,
I'm
just
tryna
trust
God
Finished
all
my
lab,?
there
for
the
money
God
said
had
to
write
it
on
the
check
Don't
nobody
own
us
This
right
here
ain′t
a?
I
move
forward,
too
focus
All
out
of
games,
no
tokens
No
token,
what′s
that?
Boy,
don't
nobody
own
us
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Boy,
don′t
nobody
own
us
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
In
a
lane
with
myself,
yeah
In
a
lane
with
myself,
yeah
Boy,
don't
nobody
No
nonsense,
(No
nonsense?)
Yeah
I
taught
KBJ
no
nonsense,
yeah
Don′t
you
ever
skip
my
process
Does
it
honor
God
and
conscience?
You
owe
nothin'
but
your
love
man
Boy,
do
what
you
want
man
Was
trappin′
out
apartments
Now
I'm
takin'
off
on
Tarmacs
Don′t
be
driven
by
a
contract
Have
your
lawyer
check
the
CARFAX
Not
amazed
with
contact
There
ain′t
nothin'
that
my
God
lacks
I
don′t
need
none
of
your
star
stats
I
was
good
way
before
rap
Wrote
these
so
my
God
claps
Hall
of
Fame,
where
my
guards
at?
Hip-Hop
won't
involve
this
Radio
hasn′t
bought
this
Way,
way
too
exhausted
To
tap
dance
for
your
profits
I'm
in
love
with
my
core
fans
Only
die
before
the
door
slams
Write
free
on
my
coffin
Christ
rules
with
my
content
Race,
faith,
and
devotion
Free
sons
and
the
daughters
Free
sons
and
the
daughters
Boy,
don′t
nobody
I'm
in
my
bag,
I'm
back
to
back
compassionate
With
a
faster
whip,
with
a
fashion
sense
Don′t
try
to
tell
me
how
to
act
in
this
I′m
black
and
rich
and
a
Nazareth
And
passages
attached
to
Him
That'll
activist
with
a
dash
of
wrist
But
I′m
back
to
biz,
and
packs
of
kids
And
the
facts
are
lit,
get
back
on
the
fact
that
is
The
master
is
back
in
this
Can't
fathom
this,
born
again
Only
one
manumit
Woke
up,
show
love
A
lot
of
y′all
still
don't
know
us
So
what?
He
said
death
can′t
hold
us
Nah,
I'ma
tell
ya'll
my
motive
Boy,
don′t
nobody
own
us
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Bet
the
bag
on
myself,
yeah
Boy,
don′t
nobody
own
us
In
a
lane
with
myself,
yeah
In
a
lane
with
myself,
yeah
In
a
lane
with
myself,
yeah
Boy,
don't
nobody
us
1 Monster
2 Dnou
3 Tempo
4 Primetime
5 Get Through
6 Art of Drifting
7 Art of Hope
8 Not Today Satan
9 I Am Not the One
10 New Portrait
11 Bring You War
12 Sing to You
13 Rebel Intro
14 Rebel Rebel 88
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