Текст пісні Black Independence - J. Ivy, Smoke DZA

Black Independence

Black Independence\nSmoke DZA\nFt: J. Ivy\nShare\nFrom the Ivory Coast to Brownsville\nBed-Stuy, St. Louis, Detroit\nMemphis, Jackson, Rosewood, Harlem\nThis is Tulsa before the bombings\nBlack Wall Street\nWe haul heat 'cause we want options\nMade it through America’s great adoption\nWent from being stuck to getting stacked\nHustling blocks to getting racks\nThey fashion our design 'cause we don’t slack\nThey fear the idea of independence being black\nRiiiight! Uh! What’s the business? I am the business\nThey give you the fantasy story, here go the realness\nIf a rapper ain’t doing no shows its probably slow\n'Cause most niggas doing it always be on the road\nNo 3−60's less it’s waves spinning\nThem whack deals ain’t designed for no niggas winning\nI’m over the weak advances\nDistribute your own shit, it’s better chances\nFighting the same battle as Ye\nBut don’t worry, we got the answer, Sway\nInvest into your dreams nigga\nWhat I created is what I rock today\nUh, motivated times two\nYou could do anything you put your mind to\nNo ownership, it ain’t worth the deal\nOn my Percy Miller shit, I’ma persevere\nBlack business\nIndependently ran\nBlack independence\nWe make bread, break bread\nThis is black dollar power\nThe black dollar hour\nI hear cowards saying why y’all talking about getting cash\nI want the future to read about us living in the projects in they history class\nThat’s what I’m on\nTrying to get y’all to look past getting on to getting loans\nLet’s own the bank\nI don’t know about you\nBut I want my great great great greats to be straight\nIndependent as fuck, I own me\nPublish shit, merchandise, show money\nIf I don’t kill my food I won’t eat\nYou see all my moves, that’s all me\nControlling my own destiny\nKnowing the value of my equity\nYou got to hold your turf\nThey’ll try to give you what they want, nigga know your worth\nUh, you’ll get what you negotiate\nSo sticking to your guns is the only way\nSuccessful free agent\nCouple homies fighting for they freedom while they caged in\nI ain’t tryna be on land caged in\nNah, I’ma need the whole enchilada nigga\nGod bless you\nCriticize but you don’t cut no checks so I respect you\nReally can’t tell me shit, look at my credentials\nImagine a billion black billionaires\nEverybody happy, everybody living fair\nWe ain’t on world dominance, just refuse to be dominated\nWe will be accommodated\nEverything comes around full circle\nYou can’t mess up the rotation and laws of nature\nTired of putting vacations on layaway and payment plans\nFuck fly kicks, I’m tryna put my feet in the sand\nAnd have enough to pay for land and other land\nI’m my own boss\nTouring like 40 days and 40 nights\nThe tour bus turned into an arc\nWho else you know sell out shows in Denmark\nNo deal, no big co-signs from no stars\nJust bars, my G\nSinatra shit, I did it my way and did me\nI’m just tryna be a better me\nThey hate Sean (Ha-tian like Tussaint but they could never rob me from my legacy\nThey ha-tian like Tussaint but they could never rob me from my legacy\nPositive energy\nPeace to my brother, Dom Kennedy