Tambourines Lyrics

Yeah,

I'm feeling motivated

Patience evaporated

Opinion often hated, now I'm feeling vindicated

My thoughts are orchestrated, now I got a different muse

I seen the eyes of the devil, I'm filling different shoes

I'm making better news, gratitude infused

I 'ont owe these niggas nothing, why am I paying dues

Why is minimum wage something we afraid to lose

Working to stay afloat while corporate dudes cool on cruises

Is this the modern day slavery

Am I supposed to follow the road uncle sam paved for me, you

You into making me, you into changing me I see

You into blanking me, my soul too colorful to meek

I'm too neat, I'm too neat like a sheet with this shit really

I'm really counting money, they clothes and they bars counterfeit silly

Fabrics, knitted full of deceit

They write bars obsolete but I always bring heat, nigga

And if you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

My ancestors were heroic, bravery pristine

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom ring

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

My ancestors were heroic, bravery pristine

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom ring

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom ring

But my

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom

Freedom

But my finger still too black to fit the

But my finger

But my finger

Still too black to fit the

Now its rah, rah, rah, rah

(Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)

I know these niggas coming for me, I know wassup

Tell 'em I said "Wassup"

I get buck with the best

They just mad 'cause they'll never get in the booth with the best

Tell 'em it's not ya place, so you won't get addressed

These niggas will never touch me so I don't get impressed

I know they want me gone, want me to breath my last breath but guess what

(Gasp)

I'm the best, bitch

They be lying saying they wasn't obsessed bitch

I'm more proactive, so I only progress bitch

Skin popping, business men and we chopping

Fuck niggas we dropping, get buck and we boxing hoe

(Nigga)

And if you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

My ancestors were heroic, bravery pristine

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom ring

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

If you listen real closely, you'll hear the tambourine

My ancestors were heroic, bravery pristine

But my finger still too black to fit the freedom ring