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Yeah, be the realest I never wrote
I ain't this shit by the way, nigga
Some shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you ever

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My momma ain't at home and still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the

My president is black, my Lambo's
And I be if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my light gray
And they to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

Today was a good day, I have me a great night
I dunno you fishin' for, hope you catch you a great white
Need I say white, heavy as killer whales
I believe this, who knew it came in bails?

Who knew it came with jail, who knew it with prison?
Just 'cause you got an opinion does that make you a
robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida, that make him a Seminole?

I say and I quote, we a miracle
And I say a 'cause this shit is hysterical
But my and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him to Moses and cc: Allah

Mr. Soul Survivor that make me a Konvict?
'Be all you can be', now, don't that sound like some dumb
When you dogged crude oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my Clue

me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggaz, I'm in California
Winnin' in Tennessee, hands Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My momma ain't at and daddy still in jail
make a plate, anybody seen the scale?

My president is black, my Lambo's
And I be if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's light
And they to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

I said I woke up this morning, headache big
Pay all these damn bills, feed all these damn
Buy all these school shoes, buy all these clothes
For strange reason my son addicted to Polo's

Mommies a spinach dip, I'm addicted to use
And if the numbers is right, I a trip out to Houston
A out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour, I sold my ass in New

Did it for Slim, brought out B.G.
It's all love the beginnin' you Pimp C
You how the pimp be, that nigga gon' speak his mind
If he could speak down from heaven, he tell me on my grind

Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for
We for damn change, so y'all let the man shine
Stuntin' on Martin Luther 'cause I'm just like a king
Guess is what he meant when he said that he had a dream

My president is black, my blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My momma at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody the scale?

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's light
And they love to see white, now how you tryna pay, let's go

Our history, black history, no president ever did for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip keys, so a nigga won't go broke
Then he put us in jail, now, a can't go vote
So I dough on these hoes is strippin'
She ain't a honeys a polotician

My president is black, Rolls charms
22 inch rims like Hogan's arms
When of peoples is riled up to see you
That can arouse ya ego, you got mouths to

So gotta stay true to who you are and where you from
at the top will be the same place you hang from
No how big you could ever be
For whatever fee or publicity, never your integrity

For years there's been surprise horses in stable
Just two in, I'm the realest nigga on this label
Mr. President, yeah Obama for real
They put ya face on the 5000 dollar bill

My president is black, my blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy still in
make a plate, anybody seen the scale

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My money's light and my Jordan's light gray
And love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

So I'm sittin' here now man, it's June 3rd, 2:08 a.m.
Nigga, I won't say win, lose or man
We congratulate you homie
See I the thugs right, you motivate us homie
That's what it is, this a on policy

Ya'll touchin' me nigga, yeah, first black president
Win, lose or draw nigga, of fact, you know what it is, man
Shouts out Jackie Robinson, Booker T homie
Oh y'all ain't think I that shit, Sidney Poitier, what they do

My president is black, I'm too though