40 Acres Lyrics - My Name Is My Name - Pusha T

Trouble world, trouble child 

Trouble times destroyed my smile 

No change of heart, no change of mind 

You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's mine 

I'd rather die, than go home 

I'd rather die, than go home 

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres 

Unpolished, unapologetic 

This cocaine cowboy pushed it to the limit 

You thought Tony in that cell would've made us timid 

We found his old cell, bitch, we searchin' through the digits 

Anything Spanish, got me speaking Spanglish 

Money universal, that's the only language 

The dream ain't die, only some real niggas 

We was born to mothers who couldn't deal with us 

Left by fathers who wouldn't build with us 

I had both mine home, let's keep it real niggas 

My better half chose the better path, applaud him 

Younger brother me a spoiled child, I fought him 

I heard that the Devil's new playground is boredom 

The California top just falls back like autumn 

And they say I'm on the verge of winning 

I claim victory when Malice on the verge of sinning 

Old habits die hard 

That rainy day bag buried in the backyard 

It's heaven for a hustler, no graveyards 

Cause stand up niggas don't lie on no floors 

Much rather burn us, ashes to ashes 

Mix us with the powder, sell us to the masses 

We gon' keep it tight, rip it off the plastic 

Now you celebrate motherfuckers raise your glasses 

Push... 

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Trouble world, trouble child 

Trouble times destroyed my smile 

No change of heart, no change of mind 

You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's mine 

I'd rather die, than go home 

I'd rather die, than go home 

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres 

Unpolished, unapologetic 

Might have broke a heart or two but gave an honest effort 

My nonchalant attitude is always eff it 

35 years of marriage and my momma left it 

You shouldn't question if you ever stood a chance with him 

The better question is did you enjoy the dance with him 

(Yughh!) I'll probably never pull you chair out, bitch 

You know this money grew your hair out, switch 

All that shit I bought you wear out 

Rich, and I'm the only one I care about 

Place none above me, God don't like ugly 

Hate me or love me, only he can judge me 

Unpolished, unapologetic 

Big willie with the blow, niggas, I am legend 

School of hard knock, I attended 

Selling hard rock, fuck who I offended 

I was a goner, punished by karma 

Called him tar baby now he's transcending genres 

The 911 came with the ass shots 

A toothless crackhead was the mascot 

The owner of the key to that padlock 

I'm Jordan vs Cavs for the last shot 

I need all mine, reparations 

We growin' poppy seeds on my 40 acres 

Push! 

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Trouble world, trouble child 

Trouble times destroyed my smile 

No change of heart, no change of mind 

You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's mine 

I'd rather die, than go home 

I'd rather die, than go home 

And I ain't leaving without my 40 acres