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Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me
Every move is televised, but ain't no privacy
Mean mug for the cameras, I'm looking grimy and street
Houston in my bloodline, ha
All eyes on me, mirrors cracking when the uglies stare back
Fame a glass house, stones turn in to a car jack
They want the shine, not the polish, the fucking scars come attached
Put the needle to the vinyl, this my calling in wax
Black wealth, no handouts, watch the view when it shifts
From the ledgers to the bank, that's my right type of trip
I'm so fly with the pen, and yes that's rightfully so
Fuck the recognition, 'cause I don't even love these hoes
I invested in myself, watch my interest gain interest
My ambition is a rider call me Pac with a vision
Money talk but the commas do community service
Turn my pain to assets, now I live with a purpose
Nigga I'm the cement, that's why I'm paving the road
Put an E-Z tag on a haters, shit I never done told
In the booth with the clearance, all this glitter ain't gold
If it don't build a future, then it's already sold
Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me
Every move is televised, but ain't no privacy
Mean mug for the cameras, I'm looking grimy and street
Houston in my bloodline, y'all can't swang with me
Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me
Whipping up in the kitchen, watch the timer and freeze
If they blink they gone miss it, 'cause the time I beat
Black riches, bright lights, every moment is me
I'm so eloquent with it, now watch me sign it
Every check got an ancestor in the fine print
From the field to the office, now they despise it
Black excellence can't be clone, it's multiplied bitch
Out lasting the trends, Carver planting the roots
Put a harvest in my name now I'm farming the truth
Latimer lit 'em up, I'm the proof in the light
I don't flicker for approval, I been wired for life
Garret Morgan on green, that's my signal to go
Black women mapped the stars, now the celling is broke
First mil' from the grind, Madam Walker the dream
Dr King had a vision, so now I funded my dream
If the game need a face, I'll take one for the team
Acting out like Denzel, I'm always causing a scene
From the burners to the washer, we invented the clean
I'm recognizing the scheme, they can't erase from the scene
Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me
Every move is televised, but ain't no privacy
Mean mug for the cameras, I'm looking grimy and street
Houston in my bloodline, y'all can't swang with me
Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me
Whipping up in the kitchen, watch the timer and freeze
If they blink they gone miss it, 'cause the time I beat
Black riches, bright lights, every moment is me
Yeah
Black riches
Black riches ain't luck, it's alignment
Black riches ain't loud, it's built
All eyes on me ain't pressure
Yeah, black riches
Black riches, bright lights, all eyes on me



Авторы: Byron Jones, Robert Hodge Jr



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