(Intro) :
It's all about me
I think it's all about me now
But I seen the light though
I seen it
I, I definitely seen the light dawg
[N***a you ain't seen the light x2]
Yeah, I don't know why rappers always say that
[N***a you ain't shit, you never gonna be shit]

Verse 1:

Me just mind my business
Me don't want attention
Me don't need ya' friendship
Me gon' push the business
She gon' hop in this whip
She might learn to drive stick
She gon' learn some new shit
Teach her how to do splits
See you as a nuisance
Fuck the gold on your wrist
I seen the light
Know who the truth is
And my demons probably rock Louis
And truthfully I can live without it
Wear designer got you feeling valid
When I'm all gone will it all matter
New slave with a new master
Got some new shades now my world blacker
You living backwards
Worry bout the chatter
Let's get together we can unite
If I'm wrong then who right
Master got a new whip I got a new ride
Doors you inside, The lord told me too fly
They live by the rules man who will die
Better keep that book right by your side
We should multiply rather than divide
Hair nappy, bloodline divine
We running out of time
Hook:

Three lefts never make it right
Wrong doings make you think about it twice [Twice]
The darkness always comes to light [Comes to light]
My brother said he tryna change his life [Change his life]
Now are you ready to grow
You gotta be in tune with your soul [Your soul]
Now are you ready to grow
You gotta be in tune with your soul

Verse 2:
You ready?

Black man
Black man
Why you never have much
Why it don't add up
Why you giving money to the church man
Knowing that's your last buck
I ain't mad bruh
I know you want a whip with just space for two
Why you praise a God that don't look like you
But want to rob a n***a that looks just like me
It seem like having your own shit is just so uncool
Wanna have another n***a whip
Wanna fuck another n***a bitch
Stop chasing after his
N***a get your own shit
Cause we all know what the problem is
They too obsessed with designer shit
Wanna wife a designer chick
But see the only thing man she ain't real
Won't hold you down while you in cell
No phone calls seeing how you feel
If you ask me n***a she don't care
Wanna ball a big benz
And new hair
When her hair is out now she want your shit
I know it's fucked up
Man shit ain't fair
When I'm in they store all they do is stare
Got a black fist put it in the air
I got a black dick put it in her rear
Hook:

These n***as always hate on me
[Fuck you n***a!]
The only thing for free is the hate
Once you get to the toll
You gon pay what you sow
It's stained with gold
As long as you know

Outro:

Now when you're ready to grow
You gotta be in tune with your soul
Now are you ready to grow
You gotta be in tune with your soul