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lyrics

Intro
Let me tell you how the story go
Her name is once, you’ll soon her on the radio
Because, one of these she’s about to blow
I mean she’s crazy with flow
That's how she go
She got the skill, the vibes
She racking all the guys
Oops ahh (Lovey lovey lovely)
Eyy cut this out, they should know this already
I’m way more than steady
And I been more than ready (Let’s get it)

Verse 1
You know it dates back to the
Playground games
The nicknames
By aunties and them
Can’t go back inside
To rest your side
Ain’t no outings again
And then you know you
Gotta pick ones who parents okay
Or you damn well seeing that’s the end of that friend
Miss when my people were picked for me
Don’t wanna cut sis off
That’s an addition to black history
Used to anticipate minor events like
Ball kicked over we climbing the fence
Summer days waiting for the ice cream van
School morning oiling face
Cocoa butter hand
Nothing like Sunday food
With dutchie pot pan
Family holidays sun hot
Just land
Now I’m a being of introspect
Old me, She would’ve
But this me, gone intercept
Mandatory if I want respect
Needle eyed views forcing through a dense weft
Add a calm dash of sense
But it’s already gone west

Chorus
You know you better
Better
Watch people close
Cause trust you leaves in debt
Try a kind spirit
Then what you give ain’t what you get
I first saw dishonesty in
Those seen in honourably
Handing out a policy
Do opposite, it’s comedy
I've doctored a sound
Neatly packaged
It’s astounding
OutKast, middle class
So I’ll Mould my Surroundings

Verse 2
I goes hard this beat go harder
Daddy absent the Lord be my godfather
I’m in time, incline
Get me on a charter
Though still a yout
I’ll be a well grown grafter
Dishing out what they can’t take back
I take that
Then voice it on a main track
I’m asking what they after
Preaching like a pastor
I’ll be presidented from here and there after
Dissect
Standard art
And grand master (Wait man…gimme a minute damnnn)
This style causing havoc like ripe typhoon
Yolo the excuse cos I might die soon
So introverted, you spoke, I never heard it
Get ushered away
Bridges, I’ll third degree burn it
Don’t objectify me
Do it to my words
They’ll turn into bullets
You get wiped out first
Straight faced
Crack a smile
They could change pace
Change pace
In your tone
Mommy box you change race

Chorus
You know you better
Better
Watch people close
Cause trust leaves you in debt
Try a kind spirit
Then what you give ain’t what you get
I first saw dishonesty in
Those seen in honourably
Handing out a policy
Do opposite, it’s comedy
I've doctored a sound
Neatly packaged
It’s astounding
OutKast, middle class
So I’ll Mould my Surroundings

Outro
We need to take cover for the fire she caused
She came she conquered, I told you all
Camboom the boom, she blew up the room
Camboom the boom, she blew up the room
Camboom the boom, she blew up the room
Camboom the boom, she blew up the room
Camboom the boom, she blew up the room (Ahhhhhhhhh)

credits

from The Miseducation of the Insta Generation, released April 15, 2022
Written by: Deania Hanson, Oluwateniolafunmi Alli-Fulania
Produced by: Louis10ten
Performed by: DenyHer

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