Dnou Lyrics - Kb

Woke up, glow up, yeah 

A lot of y'all still don't know us 

So what? 

Nothin' but Satan, no love, get no love 

But ain't talk, that's my bonus 

But my quota, what's that? 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

HGA that's the law, yeah 

Spurgeon with the Baldwin 

Commas way after callin' 

Patrick Ewing in the garden 

Goin' for my people starvin' 

Keepin' up with no Joneses 

Generous with my goal, yeah 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

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Squad needed merch so we bought our own shop 

Free as my own hair, but I got it on lock 

Counted our loss, counted our loss 

Excuse me, I'm just tryna trust God 

Finished all my lab,? there for the money 

God said had to write it on the check 

Don't nobody own us 

This right here ain't a? 

I move forward, too focus 

All out of games, no tokens 

No token, what's that? 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

In a lane with myself, yeah 

In a lane with myself, yeah 

Boy, don't nobody 

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No nonsense, (No nonsense?) 

Yeah 

I taught KBJ no nonsense, yeah 

Don't you ever skip my process 

Does it honor God and conscience? 

You owe nothin' but your love man 

Boy, do what you want man 

Was trappin' out apartments 

Now I'm takin' off on Tarmacs 

Don't be driven by a contract 

Have your lawyer check the CARFAX 

Not amazed with contact 

There ain't nothin' that my God lacks 

I don't need none of your star stats 

I was good way before rap 

Wrote these so my God claps 

Hall of Fame, where my guards at? 

Hip-Hop won't involve this 

Radio hasn't bought this 

Way, way too exhausted 

To tap dance for your profits 

I'm in love with my core fans 

Only die before the door slams 

Write free on my coffin 

Christ rules with my content 

Race, faith, and devotion 

Free sons and the daughters 

Free sons and the daughters 

Boy, don't nobody 

I'm in my bag, I'm back to back compassionate 

With a faster whip, with a fashion sense 

Don't try to tell me how to act in this 

I'm black and rich and a Nazareth 

And passages attached to Him 

That'll activist with a dash of wrist 

But I'm back to biz, and packs of kids 

And the facts are lit, get back on the fact that is 

The master is back in this 

Can't fathom this, born again 

Only one manumit 

Woke up, show love 

A lot of y'all still don't know us 

So what? 

He said death can't hold us 

Nah, I'ma tell ya'll my motive 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Bet the bag on myself, yeah 

Boy, don't nobody own us 

In a lane with myself, yeah 

In a lane with myself, yeah 

In a lane with myself, yeah 

Boy, don't nobody us