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von Mari

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I′m fucked up
Damn y'all done fucked up

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I′m fucked up
Damn y'all done fucked up


Wanna smoke but ain't pitch
I can′t stand them niggas
Sitting down fake rich
I can′t stand them niggas

Imma sick them hands on them niggas
Run a hunnit bands them on the niggas
Brahma bull slam on them
Put that on Pam, lil bitch ass

Had a talk with Allah
Asked what's the wait with them dollars
This broke shit making me a dog
Imma need a few collars
Talking Gucci collars
Goyard make em holla
They ask Mari like Povich
No bitch Like PoorRich

I done gone up to another level
There′s none that can do it better
A salaam like Farrakhan
Near allah with a few errors


No swine since grade 9
Pig ass better know better
Them past words like a milly 9
Get his cap blast to a newer era

Violence I don't condone
I put stories in my songs
I got rights to show the wrongs
She got rights to show her thong

Baby know that I′m a dog
She got rights to throw a bone
And if she throw the boy consent
Then baby Imma throw it long

She don't want a wedding ring
She just want the simple things
Cheese sticks and onion rings
Got damn you my type
Maybe you can be my queen
Feeling blessed to be this high
Too dirt to this be clean

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I′m fucked up
Damn y'all done fucked up

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I'm fucked up
Damn y′all done fucked up

It ain′t new news that I fucked up
Dropped out to get the funds up
I see my old peers, I give 'em thumbs up
I see it so clear but got the blunt stuffed
It′s like woah now, won't you slow down
Sing it to her just like Bobby V
Don′t make no sound, put the phone down
Bet she start to call me Papi T
And when that drought arrive, I bet they hope it pours
Coppin' dollar waters from the corner store
Man I′m lucky shit stay open late
They into savin' face
They wanna know the lord
We got them waves that go overboard
Love run deeper than the ocean floor
Float to shore if I could make it there
Man everybody wanna say a prayer
At the function actin like I'm Che Guevara
Spit that free base from the Reagan Era
Fork to the plate cause the steak is rare
And then she get naked there

Young adult
Do you have a plan?
Are you ready for
The world outside
Smack you in the face
Like ya mama′s hand
A problem child
True I always been
But my mama smile
Everytime she see I got her mind and my papas style

Gotta get it, hittin′ every city
Got a couple homies and they ridin' with me
I don′t give a fuck about ya whole committee
I just hit the dougie while I rolled the spliffy
I got even flier than a missin' persons
Yea that ether fire, come with vicious verses
Had the turn up lookin′ like a lampoon
Party packed, the people can't move

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I′m fucked up
Damn y'all done fucked up

They say the blacker the berry the sweeter that juice
I get that henny in my system
And I be speaking that truth

I swear
Rap game fucked up
Whole hood fucked up
Damn I'm fucked up
Damn y′all done fucked up