Don’t shake my hand cause you ain’t my friend

I got on all black…
(People watching, people staring, I’m so lonely, I’m so scary)
I got on all black…
My shoes match my shirt my shirt match my pants my pants match my hat my hat match my hands!
Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black uuh, less you put a lil bit of gold on it
With a little bit of gold!
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
With a little bit of gold!
Don’t nobody like black, don’t nobody like black
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it

I got my first gold grill but my mom and daddy hate it though
I ain’t trip pin they just care bout how my soul glow
Cause erybody don’t wanna see you shine they gone act like its fine nose longer than Pinocchio
Why these dudes act better than Tyler Perry though, don’t wanna see you at the top like hold up where the cherry go
Had a crush on Mary but it was imaginary she was pulling me in circles so I had to let merry go

I gotta secret I bet you could never keep it I bet if I ever told ya you’d prolly never believe it
Put some money on a plate and I bet they try to eat
And if I don’t give you any I guarantee that they leaving (go…)
Try to ask for help and they wouldn’t even show me, dear God were they lying when they said they was my homies
Now they actin brand new like they don’t even know me, I can see clear now like I don’t drink soda

Man this verse was sposed to be simple, but I got way too much going on inside of my mental
And tell me why when I was in the back with all black my shoes dirty my tires flat, but get some money then they wanna spend it witcha
They wanna get up on ya Instagram and like ya pictures, they wanna make a fake account so they can come and diss ya
I went and told ya from the beginning that you was trippin and I had to cut you off so I don’t even see the issue

I see the bigger picture, I am the super villain
We shooting all the missiles, we killin all the Krillins
We screaming «we the people» but don’t treat each other equal and make a club event about a problem we keep repeating
Ima kill this at the Catalina Wine Mixer keep pretending like you’re not listenin
But when the light shines in the dark, darkness can’t win that’s for the Pharisees that need a scripture…

Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black, Don’t nobody like black
My shoes match my shirt my shirt match my pants my pants match my hat my hat match my hands!
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
With a little bit of gold!
Don’t nobody like black, don’t nobody like black
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it
Less you put a lil bit of gold on it

Don’t shake my hand cause you ain’t my friend

Song video Aha Gazelle – #DNLB

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