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Album: Kirk (2019)
Charted: 13
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  • Thinkin' 'bout my grandmama and shit
    I got the number one record, they acknowledged the jit (aye, yo, Kid)
    They goin' crazy when they play it, head bobbin' and shit
    And I'm just somewhere fucked up thinkin' 'bout my father and shit
    They found him dead a couple days before I started tour
    Same day I flew back to the city from Miami
    I was out there with the family
    Just lookin' at my daughter
    Thinkin' to myself like, "Damn, my baby look just like my daddy"
    Same time I got the news, my shit went number one, that's fucked up
    That shit there was confusin', a lil' bit, you know I flew in with the stick
    Okay, like let me know what's up before I lose it in this bitch
    And everybody tryna talk, I ain't tryna talk, I'm tryna click
    I'm tryna send somebody wit' him
    Somebody let me know what's happenin'
    My last name K-I-R-K, Kirk
    You know how I rock behind my daddy
    You know I never gave a fuck about the world, just about my family
    How the fuck I make it to the top same day I lost the nigga that had me?
    How a nigga perform on BET and a year ago couldn't afford a sandwich?
    I had to move in with TG when I went broke movin' out to Cali
    What you know you smilin' every day for all your fans, actin' like you happy?
    I spent a hundred thousand layin' my daddy to rest, but I ain't braggin'
    I got some questions, I'm a die about respect if I don't get answers
    My mama stood up in that chair, took it like a G when she had cancer
    My brother be thinkin' that we don't love him and let him struggle like we ain't family
    Like I won't give up all I got to see you happy, nigga
    We shocked the world, everybody know what's happenin', nigga
    I'm still Lil' Jon Jon, my song, it just went platinum, nigga
    We on our own time, let's go move out to Cali, nigga
    Put the kids in homeschool, let's go get us a mansion, nigga
    Let's raise our kids right, let's watch the shit we teach 'em, nigga
    Let's start a business for you so they can't say that you leechin', nigga
    How I know I'm the chosen one, 'cause sometimes when I be speakin', nigga
    Like on this song, I ain't rappin', I'm preachin', nigga

    If I love you, then I need ya (let's go)
    I fuck with you like Martin fuck with Gina (uh)
    We family like we Venus and Serena (hey)
    Let's go get married like we thank God and Kanisha (okay)
    Don't give a fuck about the world, just 'bout my people (facts)
    I don't care what the fuck they told you, we ain't equal (uh uh)
    Niggas ain't cut from the same cloth, these niggas see-through (aye)
    And I be too busy doin' me to see what he do, nigga

    Yeah, verse two, that lil' nigga from the other side (uh-huh)
    And I do it myself, whenever I ride, you know that my brothers ride (okay)
    And I still got a lotta shit on my mind that I can't undecide (yeah, yeah)
    Got me ready to slide
    Feelin' like Doe Boy when his brother died (Boyz n the Hood)
    You know how I step, you know how I rep
    You know about Baby, nigga (you know about Baby)
    You know how I'm comin' back for that cross if you ever play me, nigga (get back)
    You know how I got it up out the mud and turned it to gravy nigga (huh)
    And hit the rap game like crack cocaine in the '80s, nigga

    Fuck you niggas talkin' 'bout, bruh?
    Like (oh my God, oh)
    Look (oh my God)
    Look, man
    Look (oh my God)
    Baby on Baby, now that's Baby on Baby
    God is great (God is great)
    Big dawg, Baby (he goin' Baby on Baby on Baby, huh)
    Yeah, rest in peace to my daddy
    Rest in peace to my grandma
    Let's go

    If I love you, then I need ya (let's go)
    I fuck with you like Martin fuck with Gina (uh)
    We family like we Venus and Serena (hey)
    Let's go get married like we thank God and Kanisha (okay)
    Don't give a fuck about the world, just 'bout my people (facts)
    I don't care what the fuck they told you, we ain't equal (uh-uh)
    Niggas ain't cut from the same cloth, these niggas see-through (aye)
    And I be too busy doin' me to see what he do, nigga
    Uh-huh
    Okay, yeah
    Uh-huh
    Okay Writer/s: Dejuane Dunwood, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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