Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song JUNE 5th / QueenZnGodZ, artist - Wale. Album song The Imperfect Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach, Warner
Song language: English
JUNE 5th / QueenZnGodZ |
Yeah, look-look |
Might as well loop that lil' bitch,, know what I’m sayin'? |
What’s today’s date? |
Uh, June 5th |
June 5th, 2020, interesting day |
Alright, what’s trendin' today? |
Lady G? |
Somethin' else, like |
It’s, wow, every day is just worse and worse, right |
You know, fuck it |
Alright, lemme do it |
Look-look |
Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? |
I know you mad, you mad, they mad they not |
We the sports and the music, do the math, we the culture |
And I gotta ask of you, what have you bought? |
Look, this edible done made me astronaut |
I try to watch to the news but I’m lashin' out |
My daughter seen the murder on cellular phone |
And that was not on purpose, was orderin' true |
Okay, they mad, they mad, they mad, they hot |
Thinkin' the badge is better than havin' some heart |
Okay, look now, look now, look how they runnin' |
They beatin' white people down just to show us what’s comin' |
Or to show us we nothin', or to show us we only when singin' or ballin' |
Nigga, shut up and dribble (Shut up and dribble) |
Or shut up, perform for them, 'cause they hold all the money |
I won’t hold you, we got the power, they finally noticed |
Yeah, America is lost, these are the results |
I check in with God, my passion be gone |
Wasn’t askin' for nothin', just compassion is all |
Not spectacular fashion, how we addressin' you all |
I always been hated, I never been sorry |
And the day I don’t say shit, my melanin gone |
We ain’t ever been perfect, but this family ours |
You’re American, tuck your shirt in, you’re devilish, uh |
Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? |
I know they mad, they mad, the Devil get hot |
We the sports and the music, do the math, we the culture |
And I gotta ask someone, what have you bought? |
Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? |
I know you mad, you mad, they mad they not |
We the sports and the music, do the math, who the culture? |
And I gotta ask of you, what have you bought? |
Yeah, what have you bought? |
Look, these are the results, word |
Look, what have you bought? |
Look, quick start |
Karen got a problem, and 12 wanna solve it |
They favorite rapper from Atlanta, they ain’t part of the problem |
But Karen want attention, don’t care about the artist |
So Karen in her feelings, we made Wendy’s the new target |
Ah, rest in peace Rayshard |
(And to those people that are in positions of power) |
Fuh |
I don’t give a damn that they burned down Target |
Because Target should be on the streets, with us |
Calling for the justice that our people deserve (Talk about it) |
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
Hey, hey, hey, hey |
You’re a queen (Queen), I’m a God (God) |
I don’t gotta have you, but still know that you’re mine |
Frozen sheet, cold as ice |
I don’t gotta have you, but you know that you’re mine (Mine, mine) |
I could be your fire, I could be your brother |
I could be your rival, I could be your lover |
I could prolly write you poems 'til you got a jones |
But I endure this and shawty, you ain’t be alone |
I’m a real boss, I accept my losses |
And the nine full of juice, shout out to David Boston |
You be out marchin', like you out shoppin' |
So you be out standin', even if they gave us Marshall |
If I get depressed, I call her, even if I hide my problems |
When it get too hard, she know it, she can feel my spirit fallin' |
And I fear she worry too much, but I’m glad she worry 'bout me |
Then again, the world is too much, I can see my queen a goddess |
I can see my queen a goddess, my goddess, my queen |
I can see my queen a goddess, my goddess a queen |
Humbly, I need your guidance, shit, I ain’t decided |
'Cause, see, my queen a, I know what I mean |
You’re a queen (Queen, what, yeah), I’m a God (God) |
I don’t gotta have you, but still know that you’re mine |
Frozen sheet, cold as ice |
I don’t gotta have you, but you know that you’re mine (Mine, mine) |
Yeah, this in dedication to the beautiful black woman |
I did not say people of color, or person of color, whatever |
By design, in these tryin' times, I’m just tryna provide a vibe |
Rest in peace to Chyna, fly high, just slide |
'Til next time |