Say it gotta be you or me
Ain't no room for us both
I guess we gon' see
Got some niggas real deep in the streets
And they ain't coming home
Until all of the family eat
I'm gone keep this shit short
I ain't trynna preach
But this shit like right here
Swear it's in my reach
Gotta keep this shit with me
Cause I know some niggas that wanna take all of my hopes and dreams
Like some clay
All the struggle done molded me
Gotta keep this shit clear
Who I'm pose to be
Gotta keep tunnel vision
Cause I know these bitches just wanna come and get this guap from me
But a hoe can't get shit
Not a dollar please
And I'm eating these vegetables
Broccoli
Trynna pray to the Lord
Ask hwim to forgive all of my sins
Only time I get on my knees
Like bitch
What you want from me
This bitch get one more text message
Probably bat her to sleep
They all just want something
Hands out as far as I can see
They only wanna eat cause they see me eating this cheese
They see me getting this green
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
Send him off like a kite
I can't do no talking
Told my bitch get it right
I got plenty options
Got no time for no bullshit
No time for talking
Hit the gas
F*ck the breaks
Got no time for caution
All these losses
All I wanna do is win
Shit be happening again and again
Leaches hop on and ride the wave like a fin
Asking God to forgive all my sins
I'm gone do it again
But f*ck it
No Jordan
I'm trynna get buckets
Hit this bitch from the back
And she love it
No cuffing
Aye officer I don't know nothing
Say he with that shit
I know he bluffing
Discussions
But only if that shit bout money
Bitch they came to see me
David Ruffin
I'm thuggin'
They don't wanna see it
Then f*ck em
Got that pressure
It's pumpin'
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
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Skooop J - Kite Lyrics
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Say it gotta be you or me
Ain't no room for us both
I guess we gon' see
Got some niggas real deep in the streets
And they ain't coming home
Until all of the family eat
I'm gone keep this shit short
I ain't trynna preach
But this shit like right here
Swear it's in my reach
Gotta keep this shit with me
Cause I know some niggas that wanna take all of my hopes and dreams
Like some clay
All the struggle done molded me
Gotta keep this shit clear
Who I'm pose to be
Gotta keep tunnel vision
Cause I know these bitches just wanna come and get this guap from me
But a hoe can't get shit
Not a dollar please
And I'm eating these vegetables
Broccoli
Trynna pray to the Lord
Ask hwim to forgive all of my sins
Only time I get on my knees
Like bitch
What you want from me
This bitch get one more text message
Probably bat her to sleep
They all just want something
Hands out as far as I can see
They only wanna eat cause they see me eating this cheese
They see me getting this green
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
Send him off like a kite
I can't do no talking
Told my bitch get it right
I got plenty options
Got no time for no bullshit
No time for talking
Hit the gas
F*ck the breaks
Got no time for caution
All these losses
All I wanna do is win
Shit be happening again and again
Leaches hop on and ride the wave like a fin
Asking God to forgive all my sins
I'm gone do it again
But f*ck it
No Jordan
I'm trynna get buckets
Hit this bitch from the back
And she love it
No cuffing
Aye officer I don't know nothing
Say he with that shit
I know he bluffing
Discussions
But only if that shit bout money
Bitch they came to see me
David Ruffin
I'm thuggin'
They don't wanna see it
Then f*ck em
Got that pressure
It's pumpin'
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
Ain't no room for us both
I guess we gon' see
Got some niggas real deep in the streets
And they ain't coming home
Until all of the family eat
I'm gone keep this shit short
I ain't trynna preach
But this shit like right here
Swear it's in my reach
Gotta keep this shit with me
Cause I know some niggas that wanna take all of my hopes and dreams
Like some clay
All the struggle done molded me
Gotta keep this shit clear
Who I'm pose to be
Gotta keep tunnel vision
Cause I know these bitches just wanna come and get this guap from me
But a hoe can't get shit
Not a dollar please
And I'm eating these vegetables
Broccoli
Trynna pray to the Lord
Ask hwim to forgive all of my sins
Only time I get on my knees
Like bitch
What you want from me
This bitch get one more text message
Probably bat her to sleep
They all just want something
Hands out as far as I can see
They only wanna eat cause they see me eating this cheese
They see me getting this green
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
Send him off like a kite
I can't do no talking
Told my bitch get it right
I got plenty options
Got no time for no bullshit
No time for talking
Hit the gas
F*ck the breaks
Got no time for caution
All these losses
All I wanna do is win
Shit be happening again and again
Leaches hop on and ride the wave like a fin
Asking God to forgive all my sins
I'm gone do it again
But f*ck it
No Jordan
I'm trynna get buckets
Hit this bitch from the back
And she love it
No cuffing
Aye officer I don't know nothing
Say he with that shit
I know he bluffing
Discussions
But only if that shit bout money
Bitch they came to see me
David Ruffin
I'm thuggin'
They don't wanna see it
Then f*ck em
Got that pressure
It's pumpin'
How can I f*ck with that boy if he ain't got no purpose
Me and all my niggas working
How can I love on that bitch if I don't know for certain
If that love shit even worth it
How can I trust anybody
When I know they throwing shade behind them curtains
How can I listen to you niggas preach
When you ain't even living by your own sermon
Uh uh uh
Sitting thinking bout days it was cold at night
How they expect the truth
I was told a lie
When that pressure coming
Is you gone run or fight
Color Purple Celie
Had to fight all my life
Michael Tyson box him
Or get hit with this pipe
Had to take this shit left just to get it right
I'm gone get it and take off just like a kite
Writer: Jawuan Shelton
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