GRā
KAMAUU, Nkō Khélí
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Where my money at? (Ah-ahh) We post in the back (ah-ahh) Picking cotton for the slave masters Got a pocket full of slave masters I stack like a piggy, stack Georges On a Diddy, Biggie looking boy In the pursuit of a bigger piggy for the coins That's collateral for the Kodak With the cabbage and a fat cabin And the kiddies and the toys And the love that will never know the feeling of divorce There's a void in the work force that will never fill There are fields you could till that will never ever yield, hmm So painful, almost painless Couldn't spot the spot, almost stainless Same spot for years, almost aimless She ain't going nowhere, bank looks shameful Walking in shameless like you ain't dangling From the skin of your pinky When Sallie Mae starts to rang-a-lang Car note, phone bill Barely orangutan Electric, gas, rent left you dangling, uh Where my money at? (Ah-ahh) We post in the back (ah-ahh) Picking cotton for the slave masters Got a pocket full of slave masters I was in the belly of the beast (yeah) Slanging E and weed just to get a bite to eat (yeah, yeah) And I ain't tripping over nothing 'Cause the setup is the setup from the jump and I ain't bluffing Try to kill us by the dozen, Talkin' father, mother, sister, brother Uncle, aunty, cousin (damn) Is you feeling what I'm saying? 'Cause the problems all the same ain't a damn thing changed Corporate America Banish the sons of the melanin heritage Catch me at a charge If I look like I tan it up I been on the run from the law what they aiming for? System's so flawed with the taxes we paying for Kill us all off, take the flash and the gold from us Take the bootstrap, tell them pull themselves up By the same straps, f*ck is that where my money at? Goddamn Where my money at? (Ah-ahh) We post in the back (ah-ahh) Picking cotton for the slave masters Got a pocket full of slave masters Picking cotton for the slave masters Got a pocket full of slave masters (bloodclaat) I got bills, they're like buildings I'm like Bob, I just build 'em Ain't no walls, I got ceilings They got laws for my feelings I got bills, they're like buildings I'm like Bob, I just build 'em Ain't no walls, I got ceilings They got laws for my feelings Where my money at? (Ah-ahh) We post in the back (ah-ahh) Picking cotton for the slave masters Got a pocket full of slave masters
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Written by: Gabriel Manuel Niles, Joe Pascoe, Kamau Agyeman, Kwasi Agyeman, Gabriel Niles, Kwasi Nkokheli Jabari Agyeman
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