(Da-Da-Da-Damn BILI You Killin Em)
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
And I know
Weed and liquor
Got you faded huh?
Doin everything you can
To distract you from your situation
Trump got you irritated huh?
Wake up every morning
That nigga trendin
Who's today's offended
Doesn't make sense
But you can't worry bout that
Cause you Black
When you go outside
You might just get clapped
By a nigga that look like you
Or officer Jack
Or get jacked
Cause you ride clean
With 12s in the back
All you ever wanted
Was a cutie
With her ass fat
And to go to Burger King
And then buy up everything
FUCK a dollar menu
That be the dream when you struggling
Never heard of steak
You just tired of that empty plate
Baby mama mad
Cause y'all down to the last pamper
Momma keep callin
Talkin bout
Lemme see my grandson!
Tryin not to go insane
Pull up to get some gas
And here come whitey
Wanna call you out ya name
But don't lose control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
And I know
Xannies and percs
Got you zooted huh?
Don't talk to him
When he leanin
F*ck a 4 pour up a 8
All these rapping over dosin
But that ain't him though
Mister invincible
Who never listened to the principle
Grew up in the system
Pissed cause he daddy
Never missed em
Cold as the steel on his pistol
No sympathy if he hit you
Or at least that what love to say
Grand-mama had hope
Have em clothes and a place to stay
Made him go to church on Sundays
She up earlier than the birds
Cookin grits
Excited to hear the word
Sweet old lady
But used to be a G
Smack the spoon from his mouth
Can't he ain't pray before he eat
Rushing out the house
Tryna get to mass
Foot down on the gas
She got that KIA Soul
Haulin ass
Singing
'Take Me to The King'
Before the crash
She was about to ask about his past
But that was right before she lost control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
Dont lose Control, Nigga
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Bobby Grand - Don't Lose Control (feat. Ollie Decibel) Lyrics
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(Da-Da-Da-Damn BILI You Killin Em)
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
And I know
Weed and liquor
Got you faded huh?
Doin everything you can
To distract you from your situation
Trump got you irritated huh?
Wake up every morning
That nigga trendin
Who's today's offended
Doesn't make sense
But you can't worry bout that
Cause you Black
When you go outside
You might just get clapped
By a nigga that look like you
Or officer Jack
Or get jacked
Cause you ride clean
With 12s in the back
All you ever wanted
Was a cutie
With her ass fat
And to go to Burger King
And then buy up everything
FUCK a dollar menu
That be the dream when you struggling
Never heard of steak
You just tired of that empty plate
Baby mama mad
Cause y'all down to the last pamper
Momma keep callin
Talkin bout
Lemme see my grandson!
Tryin not to go insane
Pull up to get some gas
And here come whitey
Wanna call you out ya name
But don't lose control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
And I know
Xannies and percs
Got you zooted huh?
Don't talk to him
When he leanin
F*ck a 4 pour up a 8
All these rapping over dosin
But that ain't him though
Mister invincible
Who never listened to the principle
Grew up in the system
Pissed cause he daddy
Never missed em
Cold as the steel on his pistol
No sympathy if he hit you
Or at least that what love to say
Grand-mama had hope
Have em clothes and a place to stay
Made him go to church on Sundays
She up earlier than the birds
Cookin grits
Excited to hear the word
Sweet old lady
But used to be a G
Smack the spoon from his mouth
Can't he ain't pray before he eat
Rushing out the house
Tryna get to mass
Foot down on the gas
She got that KIA Soul
Haulin ass
Singing
'Take Me to The King'
Before the crash
She was about to ask about his past
But that was right before she lost control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
Dont lose Control, Nigga
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
And I know
Weed and liquor
Got you faded huh?
Doin everything you can
To distract you from your situation
Trump got you irritated huh?
Wake up every morning
That nigga trendin
Who's today's offended
Doesn't make sense
But you can't worry bout that
Cause you Black
When you go outside
You might just get clapped
By a nigga that look like you
Or officer Jack
Or get jacked
Cause you ride clean
With 12s in the back
All you ever wanted
Was a cutie
With her ass fat
And to go to Burger King
And then buy up everything
FUCK a dollar menu
That be the dream when you struggling
Never heard of steak
You just tired of that empty plate
Baby mama mad
Cause y'all down to the last pamper
Momma keep callin
Talkin bout
Lemme see my grandson!
Tryin not to go insane
Pull up to get some gas
And here come whitey
Wanna call you out ya name
But don't lose control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
And I know
Xannies and percs
Got you zooted huh?
Don't talk to him
When he leanin
F*ck a 4 pour up a 8
All these rapping over dosin
But that ain't him though
Mister invincible
Who never listened to the principle
Grew up in the system
Pissed cause he daddy
Never missed em
Cold as the steel on his pistol
No sympathy if he hit you
Or at least that what love to say
Grand-mama had hope
Have em clothes and a place to stay
Made him go to church on Sundays
She up earlier than the birds
Cookin grits
Excited to hear the word
Sweet old lady
But used to be a G
Smack the spoon from his mouth
Can't he ain't pray before he eat
Rushing out the house
Tryna get to mass
Foot down on the gas
She got that KIA Soul
Haulin ass
Singing
'Take Me to The King'
Before the crash
She was about to ask about his past
But that was right before she lost control
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you gon shine
You gotta keep control
Don't lose yo mind
Dont lose Control, Nigga
A lot of things just ain't right
In this stone cold life
Full of government lies
When will we open our eyes
I will not fold under pressure
Ive got to pull it together
Please don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Control, control (Control)
Don't lose control
Writer: Bobby James, Jr. Pope, Deshawn Oliver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid