Текст песни

What's happening, brown sugar?
I'm grateful for the love that you show
Thank you for my fragrance dripping
In Le Labo cologne i pray for Taye
Wish he wasn't 'round the way on his own
Watch what you say
Bro you know the police tapping the phones
Get out my way
I take pride in doing shit by my lone
I'm out the weights stressing
Really benchpressing the door
My Ahk's locked upstate
Need touch screen phone
These niggas runts and they know
What the fuck we smoke
I'm in that Olive Green 22
Looking real long
I ask him if we got an issue
We been looking too long i'm up in Alan
Kitchen drying up the leaf on thе stoves
Dreaming 'bout Lamborghini's, wake up
Driving forth to to thе store
Grateful for all I'm given
I just really want a little more
I feel the devil in me wrestling
With God and the ghost
I should've died before but Amlak know
I want it the most

Been through it all, solid core, can't shake
Heart strong
Give it to a black woman to break
Black woman