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Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand

Y'all don't really know who I am, God
I'm grease in the frying pan 'cause I am
Bacon, eggs, toast,
Smooth sexy lover fresh than [Incomprehensible]

Go ask your brother if y'all believe
I control the industry Missy in the lead
Uhh, I'm to you man
With my upper hand, the fans call me Dan

When I was my pops, throw rocks
Always shit talk to my and call the cops
Couldn't 'til I was nice and grown
Sick of daddy 'til six in the morn'

On and on and on the record scratch
And if I made a few scraps, I never come back
Take moms me and a few Adat's
And make a song dad and tell pops he's a rat, okay

Y'all don't know my life
Y'all don't really know my and how much liquor I guzzle
don't really know my fears
And how years to get here but I'm ready to rumble

don't really know my life
Y'all don't really my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle
don't really know my fears
And how many years to get here but I'm ready to

Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback
I hot raps, then I check my traps
stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk
Ram up in somethin' like that nigga Marshall

I'm a low key nigga, a O.G.
Entertain my in 'The Basement' like Tigger
Grand and the name ring bells
And if it ain't about paper, I don't waste my

So the new school, new need to learn yo
I baby burn like a Hunt's Pointe ho

Yo yo Puba, up
Let's 'em back on some 411 shit

I'm J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
I'm known around the map to make a comeback
I went through some struggles fightin' with my
Stayed in of trouble, blessings then I had recovered

Had to pay bills, the places I lived
Messin' with cats that's said to get I had to give
I had to tell them back up I was quick to smack 'em up
I didn't give a what, J. would act up

Y'all really know my struggles
I had two or three jobs I had to
And all liquor shots from the pain I covered
Strugglin' from the break-ups my lover

Y'all know the half, don't know the half
I'm better off now that was in the
I had to take the good stuff the bad
Now I'm thankful for the little things I have

I'm J. Blige, for a fact, I don't rap
Puba, and the name ring bells
I'm J. Blige, for a fact, I don't rap
Grand Puba, and the name ring