The origins of this beat is unknown to me. Let me know if you do.
lyrics
HK
If this too flashy then it ain’t going to last me
If you don’t like my fashion you can try to come blast me
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
I don’t brag about money or cars in any bars
Or the bitches I fuck, I keep my press on pause
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
VR1
This ain’t about girls lookin like damn ho’s
The hip hop fashion or rappers in baggy clothes
The lengths you go for a look outta control
Image of Augliera or to look like Ms. Knowels
The image that all the young girls go for
Needs to be abolished and not move forth
This ain’t about money
Reppin’ ya city or country
This ain’t about cars
Don’t make me lyrically starve
This ain’t about the girls I fucked
Keep that info tucked
Some of ya’ll just gotta keep it on the low
Maintain your flow, ya image and how you roll
This about raising the bar and who you are
HK
If this too flashy then it ain’t going to last me
If you don’t like my fashion you can try to come blast me
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
I don’t brag about money or cars in any bars
Or the bitches I fuck, I keep my press on pause
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
VR2
You claim you don’t care what the hell people think
Ooh but you’re so brave comin’ from a drink
Yea ponder that till your head turns pink
We’re about to point out the real weakest link
Your image is fine but your game is shady
You shun the real guy tryin’ to treat you like a lady
Not ya hair, not ya clothes, not ya jewels, or ya bust
It’s your sense of mind, your scent and your trust
Not the car you drive or what’s on your feet
Some might say it’s you skin, it’s what’s underneath
Mind, body, n’ soul got your own, hollar
Get your own role role lookin at role models
HK
If this too flashy then it ain’t going to last me
If you don’t like my fashion you can try to come blast me
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
I don’t brag about money or cars in any bars
Or the bitches I fuck, I keep my press on pause
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
VR3
Man, some girls gotta get a grip on this
I can’t tell what’s bigger their head or their fuckin’ tits
The dramas gotta stop fuck it, just break up
Cuz ya’ll break-up to make up, I can’t stand it yo’ wake up
See the prophets of hip hop
Not gonna stop us M.C.’s blowin’ the spot
The bottom to the top, makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’
Your image is outta control, ugh, so stop frontin’
HK
If this too flashy then it ain’t going to last me
If you don’t like my fashion you can try to come blast me
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
I don’t brag about money or cars in any bars
Or the bitches I fuck, I keep my press on pause
Keep it on the low, minimum dough, image control
Keep it on the low, wherever we roll
An instrumental dance album inspired by and dedicated to all women of the world; one of many recent releases for The Cornel West Theory. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2018