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Channel Tres

"Black Moses"

[Chorus: Channel Tres]
Ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta  cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Ain't  about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball
If  I do Black Moses gon' call
Ain't  about me, ain't about me

[Verse 1: Channel Tre]
I used to ask for change in the streets
Now  I'm changin' the streets
Momma, I'ma break you off
Yeah, tell me what you need
I'm the new swami
I  told you I'ma break you off
I'ma break you off (Oof)
Yeah, I'ma break you off
Everybody wanna break
They don't wanna pay the cost (Cost)

[Bridge: Channel Tres]
Y'all n*ggas cook, no need for prep
They just want mansions, I got the check
No need for wallet, don't pay for sh*t
Check the way a n*gga from Compton sell his sh*t

[Chorus: Channel Tres]
It ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon' call
Ain't about me, ain't about me

[Post-Chorus: Channel Tres]
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
n*gga, I'm a b*tch, how could you tell?
I'm skippin' to the bank, bars age like Pharrell (Yeah)
They treat me like a dog, whatever f*ck this industry
Pretty in the face, touch my body, call it infantry
Man, you been a ho, I'ma guess since infancy
Only way you get to me is if you put that f*ckin' pistol into me
Enemies always movin' goal posts, killin' me
f*ckers wanna finish but this ain't MK
Put them .30's in the .40's, b*tch let's play this Melee
'Cause when I pull the pistol out they sing like Ella Mai, Mai
Because what n*ggas do be different from what n*ggas say
I pistol whip a n*gga dressed like I caught the bouqet
Word to Dot, these crackers wanna hunt me, hold me heart
Thought I would't buss back, b*tch, I ain't Rosa Parks
Sup daddy? Catch me chokin' n*ggas like Bart
I'm the new Moses, beard to my colon
Keep the Commandments back-seat of the Focus
Next year, b*tch, I'm tryin' to be the next Oprah, it's hopeless

[Chorus: Channel Tres]
It ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, 'cause my n*ggas hungry
Throw money in the air, can't drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon' call
Ain't about me, ain't about me

[Post-Chorus: Channel Tres]
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out

[Interlude: Channel Tres]
Aye, aye, aye, n*gga you got that sh*t
Aye, show 'em how Compton do it
Aye n*gga
Lookin' for the sauce
Murder with the beats boy, press no change up
Uh, uh, uh, homie, get your weight up
sh*t so good. put it in containers
Ain't about me, ain't about me

[Bridge: Channel Tres]
Y'all n*ggas cook, no need for prep
They just want mansions, I got the check
No need for wallet, don't pay for sh*t
Check the way a n*gga from Compton sell his sh*t

[Chorus: Channel Tres]
It ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, c'mon n*ggas hungry
Ain't about me, ain't about me
Gotta cook it up, c'mon n*ggas hungry
Throw money in the, air can't drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon' call
Ain't about me, ain't about me

[Post-Chorus: Channel Tres]
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon' get out

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