Black And Decker Lyrics

Writing my story, I can't be fixed

My brodie died, and that's the reason I stay out the mix

And the reason why I carry blicks

Fortitude, I don't fake the funk, bitch, I ain't Elvis

Dawg I gotta keep it a stack, so I sell facts to get in her pelvis

Finding beats on the internet

Tryna debate my morals with some stupid shit

I interject

Bad bitch, I'ma intercept

Seven figure nigga, I think she'll like me for my intellect

Okay

Black Dexter, blood diamonds on my necklace

Okay

In and out the studio so much, that shit is reckless

Okay, that shit is reckless

Okay

Keep a tool on me, I hit the street with black and deckers (ah)

Black and deckers, okay

I gotta get prepared

Way too realistic with expectations, so I can't be scared

Moving with purpose, I'm cutting niggas that never cared

Blood, sweat, and tears, I shedded that shit for shit

for many years

Racing me defeats me

But replacing me, that beats me

I'm tryna do this shit fairly, but reality, it cheats me

Prayers go up, I pray that blessings rain when I'm weakly

Yeah, I pray it rains on the weekly

Writing my story, I can't be fixed

My brodie died, and that's the reason I stay out the mix

And the reason why I carry blicks

Fortitude, I don't fake the funk, bitch, I ain't Elvis

Dawg I gotta keep it a stack, so I sell facts to get in her pelvis

Finding beats on the internet

Tryna debate my morals with some stupid shit

I interject

Bad bitch, I'ma intercept

Seven figure nigga, I think she'll like me for my intellect

Okay

Black Dexter, blood diamonds on my necklace

Okay

In and out the studio so much, that shit is reckless

Okay, that shit is reckless

Okay

Keep a tool on me, I hit the street with black and deckers (ah)

Black and deckers, okay