BL Shirelle - Generational Curse Lyrics

Had the strength and resovle
Dirty 38s that revolved
I was armed at an early age
Say my grace even If I starve
Cause w grace I evolved just from bagging up on dirty pates
Switching tags up on them Jersey plates
They say its the road to the riches or pearly gates
Determine on which turn u take
Depending if u learn to swerve and brake
We all carry little certain traits
I watch my my lady dominate her workplace
Still feel the need to perm it str8
Assimilate
So I shake my dreads in honor of her curly mane
Do it for margaree do it for pearlie mae
They blood pressure equivalent to the murder rate
And sugar levels is synonym to attorney rates
I Gotta update the price on my life insurance rates
Black matriarchs never late to an early grave
Getting calls before the morning break
Unsure if they gotta mourn my wake
It's a cycle that I was sworn to break
See my sons tortured traits
praying he abort this fate
Thursdays selling rollies just for shawty tray
Gotta connect in the kitchen she give me obay
Gotta a a connect that Dominican call him Jose
I got a tester its going if she say okay
They bundled up in the summer like it's a cold day

I'm really bored w the crack rap
But I cant help it I get flashbacks
I need my flowers
I did a dime
And came home and built a non profit
Record label for those that's still inside it still in silence
Just being honest
Want my acknowledgement
F*ck(what) u want a cookie bitch- yea chocolate chip
Demolish it then vomit it cause
I dont even eat that kind of shit (shhh)
But my yall can eat off accomplishments
I dont follow the trend