Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cleo, artist - Rapsody. Album song Eve, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Jamla
Song language: English
Cleo |
To my real ones that know, this ain’t for you |
To my enemies, it’s still love all day |
Everybody’s still growing and learning themselves, right? |
My true story, yo |
Pondering, pondering how to approach |
Some of y’all sensitive, but y’all still need to know (Yeah) |
Wonder how a bunch of sheep can have opinions on a G.O.A.T. |
(How?) |
We all on the same continent and off the same boat (Right) |
Remember early on, y’all ain’t treat me all the same though (Uh-huh) |
Used to question why the brothers even rocked with me for (Uh) |
'Member y’all wondered, used to wonder 'bout Wonder |
Question why they’d ever wanna push a black woman |
Niggas on my label who ain’t want me in the front end |
Some sisters in the industry, y’all know y’all was frontin' (I know it) |
Dressed too tomboy, rap too lyrical (You said it) |
I can say more, the pain would bring a few tears to you (Hurt) |
I shed a few, was booed bad in Fort Lauderdale (Uh) |
Now I’m boo’d up, they boohoo 'cause I didn’t fail |
Know who you are, I was told names, never tell |
The weight that I carried those summers, I’m never frail |
Now they say I ain’t elite (Who are they?) |
On to the next |
I don’t take time to address opinions that ain’t 9th, Dre, or Jay-Z (Right) |
Only rap radars I need are them and the streets (Right) |
Be careful, the validations y’all seek (Uh-huh) |
I been in them offices, they don’t look like you and me (They don’t) |
I’ve been in offices that they look like me |
I learned lessons 'bout my essence and this industry (Uh) |
Y’all banked on the wrong ones, wasted your energy (You did) |
Lost more interest, got me laughin' at my enemies |
Every door you close, every back you turn (Uh-huh) |
Can’t keep me away from the life I earned (You can’t keep it) |
My rock bottom still the high life y’all yearn (It is) |
What ain’t given, I had to take my turn (Give me that) |
Came back, more ammo, like Cleo to burn |
Blaow, blaow, blaow, nigga, burn |
We ain’t forgot about them shots, jack |
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back |
Money talk, bullshit walk, you dig? |
If you aim, you better squeeze |
Real ones multiply, chump niggas bleed, you feel me? |
We ain’t forgot about them shots, jack |
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back |
You can bank on that nigga |
Two five two 'comin live from the booger boo basement |
For the big faces, nigga |
Yo, let’s keep it a whole G, and talk about it upfront (Talk) |
The best, point blank, period, every month (Talk) |
The goals been lowered and we still scared to dunk (Talk) |
Y’all don’t want no smoke, half the squad roll blunts, hold up |
Enough braggin', let’s talk about the baggin' (Yeah) |
Talk about the money, who in this business they staffin'? |
(Uh-huh) |
Who milk the cows but they never put a calf in (Tell it) |
White men run this, they don’t want this kind of passion (Talk) |
A black woman story, they don’t want this kind of rapping (Talk) |
They love a fantasy, they love the gun bang action (Talk) |
What good is a black women to them? |
(Yeah) |
Raped us in slavery, they raping us again (Yes) |
Only put us on TV if our titties jiggling (Uh) |
Jay tried to give us Tidals and we giggling at him (Damn shame) |
But we ain’t peeped the funny shit they doing (Crazy) |
Chitlin circuit, mom and pop stores been ruined (Crazy) |
'Cause we ain’t wanna share the profit we was all movin' |
Now it’s pennies on pennies, that don’t make sense do it? |
(Dollars) |
We gotta stick together more than we has been (Yes, we do) |
Beefin' with each other while they get rich laughing (Come on, bruh) |
Mmh, that’s a no-no (It is) |
Bust my way through like Cleo with the ammo (Baow) |
On my own terms, I’ma take what’s mine |
Singin' day after day, you can sing that line (Like Cleo) |
We ain’t forgot about them shots, jack |
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back |
And that’s a fact, nigga |
You see we came up, got our change up, but we ain’t change up |
In a world full of fake niggas, still remain us |
We ain’t forgot about them shots, jack |
They gon' be mad when I squeeze back |
Real rap forever |
Showin' love to all my strong black queens, you dig? |
Fuck what you heard, bow down or get shot down, nigga |
Money (Money, money, money) |
Get your money |
Get the money, money |
Better get your money |
Get the money, money |
Money (Money, money, money) |
Gotta get your money |
Get the money, money |
Better get your money |
Get the money, money |
Money |
I remember, don’t worry |
How could I ever forget? |
It’s the first time, the last time we ever met |
Well, I reme- |