Dream so big that you can't get an ego
Quincy Jones said that
But the The infinite nature of my nature ain't modest
After all there are riches in the bodies of black women
Packed like clay beneath seared skin
Our souls emerge from a goddess with soft smiles and firm fists
Acting like you ready to see all these gifts
Acting like you're worthy of Pandora's priestess
Queen of this dimension
Roots of black bliss
You ain't even scratched the surface yet
A little on the Fickle side
Growing up they talk about
Evolution' protocol
Forget all that shit you know
My morals based in blasphemy
Sorry mom and daddy I know
You were looking out for me
But no need to look after me
I know I ain't no savior but I may just be the prodigy
Tory told me one day it's gon pay just fill the prophecy
So watch the way you talk to me
Say it right is LauraJeanne
This for all the women who fed up with all the limiting
I can tell you how I really feel
All these nights got me heightened
Shoutout Laura Jean for fighting
The oppression on our women
Still I catch them always singing
Filling praises in the churches
For the kids they always working
Smirking at these obstacles
Cuz nothing is impossible
Empowering my other half
Sorry that I hurt you when you needed all my nurture bad
Hopefully my last life of my nine is my prime
Cuz I'm tired of denying you the joys with my lies - I feel tied
More pressed then all the weight on charles chest
How I'm blessed with the best is complex
Cuz I feel so used to just feeling so useless
You give me all the courage like ive never known a Eustace
And now I'm tryna give it all back
You a black queen seen how the black king stings when his wings clipped
Momma used to always say I need to get my wings clipped
Now I'm always at your temple like to see that thing clipped
Back and I'm back on the road
Niggas they know that I'm chose
Blowing the O's
Not talking paper
I'm Only about the one that you can roll
Spice like a Stoney
And he just swear that he always can rock when he roll
Love all my women - send em to college or I just might put them on poles
I'm wearing these souls Like vvs's
They really just Make a young nigga feel cold
Writing these hits from writing down books
Shoutout my sister Nicole
Giving them back
Came on a mission to bring my home stacks
I'm coming back and I'm never looking down the road
Put this whole game in a hold
Jay Spice - 222 (feat. LauraJeanne) Lyrics
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Dream so big that you can't get an ego
Quincy Jones said that
But the The infinite nature of my nature ain't modest
After all there are riches in the bodies of black women
Packed like clay beneath seared skin
Our souls emerge from a goddess with soft smiles and firm fists
Acting like you ready to see all these gifts
Acting like you're worthy of Pandora's priestess
Queen of this dimension
Roots of black bliss
You ain't even scratched the surface yet
A little on the Fickle side
Growing up they talk about
Evolution' protocol
Forget all that shit you know
My morals based in blasphemy
Sorry mom and daddy I know
You were looking out for me
But no need to look after me
I know I ain't no savior but I may just be the prodigy
Tory told me one day it's gon pay just fill the prophecy
So watch the way you talk to me
Say it right is LauraJeanne
This for all the women who fed up with all the limiting
I can tell you how I really feel
All these nights got me heightened
Shoutout Laura Jean for fighting
The oppression on our women
Still I catch them always singing
Filling praises in the churches
For the kids they always working
Smirking at these obstacles
Cuz nothing is impossible
Empowering my other half
Sorry that I hurt you when you needed all my nurture bad
Hopefully my last life of my nine is my prime
Cuz I'm tired of denying you the joys with my lies - I feel tied
More pressed then all the weight on charles chest
How I'm blessed with the best is complex
Cuz I feel so used to just feeling so useless
You give me all the courage like ive never known a Eustace
And now I'm tryna give it all back
You a black queen seen how the black king stings when his wings clipped
Momma used to always say I need to get my wings clipped
Now I'm always at your temple like to see that thing clipped
Back and I'm back on the road
Niggas they know that I'm chose
Blowing the O's
Not talking paper
I'm Only about the one that you can roll
Spice like a Stoney
And he just swear that he always can rock when he roll
Love all my women - send em to college or I just might put them on poles
I'm wearing these souls Like vvs's
They really just Make a young nigga feel cold
Writing these hits from writing down books
Shoutout my sister Nicole
Giving them back
Came on a mission to bring my home stacks
I'm coming back and I'm never looking down the road
Put this whole game in a hold
Quincy Jones said that
But the The infinite nature of my nature ain't modest
After all there are riches in the bodies of black women
Packed like clay beneath seared skin
Our souls emerge from a goddess with soft smiles and firm fists
Acting like you ready to see all these gifts
Acting like you're worthy of Pandora's priestess
Queen of this dimension
Roots of black bliss
You ain't even scratched the surface yet
A little on the Fickle side
Growing up they talk about
Evolution' protocol
Forget all that shit you know
My morals based in blasphemy
Sorry mom and daddy I know
You were looking out for me
But no need to look after me
I know I ain't no savior but I may just be the prodigy
Tory told me one day it's gon pay just fill the prophecy
So watch the way you talk to me
Say it right is LauraJeanne
This for all the women who fed up with all the limiting
I can tell you how I really feel
All these nights got me heightened
Shoutout Laura Jean for fighting
The oppression on our women
Still I catch them always singing
Filling praises in the churches
For the kids they always working
Smirking at these obstacles
Cuz nothing is impossible
Empowering my other half
Sorry that I hurt you when you needed all my nurture bad
Hopefully my last life of my nine is my prime
Cuz I'm tired of denying you the joys with my lies - I feel tied
More pressed then all the weight on charles chest
How I'm blessed with the best is complex
Cuz I feel so used to just feeling so useless
You give me all the courage like ive never known a Eustace
And now I'm tryna give it all back
You a black queen seen how the black king stings when his wings clipped
Momma used to always say I need to get my wings clipped
Now I'm always at your temple like to see that thing clipped
Back and I'm back on the road
Niggas they know that I'm chose
Blowing the O's
Not talking paper
I'm Only about the one that you can roll
Spice like a Stoney
And he just swear that he always can rock when he roll
Love all my women - send em to college or I just might put them on poles
I'm wearing these souls Like vvs's
They really just Make a young nigga feel cold
Writing these hits from writing down books
Shoutout my sister Nicole
Giving them back
Came on a mission to bring my home stacks
I'm coming back and I'm never looking down the road
Put this whole game in a hold
Writer: Jason Ogbomoh, Laura Jeanne
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid