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Bun B

"I Am"

B. Barber

[Verse 1]
Well I am black and I'm proud of it
Stack up my dollars, get paid, in P.A. I'm gon' holler it
Bull sh*t, I'm tryna be tolerant
But all I know is how to be dominant, so dope sh*t I must fit
Do this for the streets where most people never drive
And goin' into the store for a Swisha could cost your life
Livin' in the city where the dirty n*ggas thrive
And the hard working mothaf*cka just tryna survive
You see the swangas and [?] people I hang with
Call us public nuisances doin' drugs or some gang sh*t
But see, we lookin' at the same sh*t
So we just gotta find a common language, so we can better frame sh*t
Feud is in the eye of the beholder
So before you turn a cold shoulder and judge a n*gga, hol' up
Don't be selective, take a look at life from my perspective
And walk a mile in Jordans, it's hectic

[Chorus]
Because we gotta do better, we gotta be smarter
We gotta be focused, we gotta go harder
We gotta honor our mothers and honor our fathers
We gotta take care of our sons and take care of our daughters
Keep these playa haters from around us
And leave the world better than it found us
Keep God first and everything else will follow
And that's the way we lead to a better tomorrow
To a better tomorrow

[Verse 2]
Well I am trill and I better be Bun to the letter B
They need an OG, that's what I let 'em see
Keep haters behind me and my blessings ahead of me
My family on the side of me, movin' forward steadily
Yeah people talk down, but I ain't let it get to me
I use they hatin' to my advantage and made a better me
So when they thought I was less than
I turned that sh*t into a lesson on not how to hate it on the next man
Now I don't know when and what neighborhood you grew up
But you can't win tearing me down to lift you up
Knock me off my feet, somebody knock you off of yours
Try for that bucket, the only one winnin' is Pappadeaux
Look, i know we ain't the same man, but we livin' on the same land
So we just need a better game plan
There's smarter ways to approach it
So we can come up for real and get up off that roach and that's the notion

[Chorus]
'Cause we gotta do better, we gotta be smarter
We gotta be focused, we gotta go harder
We gotta honor our mothers and honor our fathers
We gotta take care of our sons and take care of our daughters
Keep these playa haters from around us
And leave the world better than it found us
Keep God first and everything else will follow
And that's the way we lead to a better tomorrow
To a better tomorrow

[Verse 3]
Well I am grateful even when n*ggas hateful
'Cause I serve a truer living God, keepin' my plate full
I'm never hungry, broke, or even thirsty
'Cause I know to wake up and give Him His praise firstly
Secondly, keep all eyes open for n*ggas thinkin' that they checkin' me
And make it clear there will be no disrespectin' me
See, you can live yo life however you feel
But me, myself, and I, we gon' forever be trill
And I'm still dodgin' the devil baby 'cause I'm blessed still
Reppin' for the Pimp, ABN, Mob, and still
Reppin' for Port Arthur and the whole south still
Spittin' this trill sh*t outta my whole mouth
And I'mma hold out instead of giving up
And sh*t, until the day I'm gone I'mma live it up
Doing what I gotta do for me and my fam
So I don't know if you keepin' it trill, but I am
I am

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