Top Songs By Kay Nellz
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neal Pogue II
Songwriter
Kernell Hunt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tu
Producer
Oliver Blue
Mixing Engineer
Angelo Ferraro
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
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All of my niggas are healthy
Please do not ask for a selfie
Workin this shit to be wealthy
Fuckin yo bitch in da- No you not
Need to pick up some game or some stocks
Money, guns in your vids that some props
Bitches who hold it down get some props
Baby that's hella healthy don't you stop
Speakin of health, why you on that block
Knowin them cops ready get you lock
Soon as they get you now you in a knot
Knowing the system gon throw the clock
Cant support your baby boy in the box
Born with no daddy nigga thats the plot
Healthy environments turn to rot
Baby boy now he smashin pad locks
Licky lick
Pulled up to the shop with a sticky stick
Now the blicky hit
Ba ba ba ba ba
Thank god that the nigga missed
But the nigga created another blip
In the matrix
Butterfly effect all over this shit
Consequences got you all in a fritz
Lil man should of went legit
Lil man only just a jit
Drama trauma for another kid
Only cuz health didn't exist
Nigga ya mentals apart of it
Nigga its best not to part with it
Not thinkin through be the cause of it
Niggas is fresh as yo starter kit
Very next one is your on a script
All of my niggas are healthy
Please do not ask for a selfie
Workin this shit to be wealthy
Fuckin yo bitch in da- No you not
Need to pick up some game or some stocks
Money, guns in your vids that some props
Bitches who hold it down get some props
Baby that's hella healthy don't you stop
All of my niggas are healthy
Please do not ask for a selfie
Workin this shit to be wealthy
Fuckin yo bitch in da- No you not
Need to pick up some game or some stocks
Money, guns in your vids that some props
Bitches who hold it down get some props
Baby that's hella healthy don't you stop
I admit I don't look like the athlete of today supposed to look
My belly is just a lil big
My hiny's just a lil big
But brother
I am bad and they know I'm bad
It's amazin how deep the trauma run
I was just a jit runnin through Mama Son's
Then I was off the porch hangin with the homies
Having a good time before my mama come
Couple more years then the drama come
You know the hood will age a nigga quick as shit
They told me play ball cuz I was big as shit
Whole time, I was on some different shit
They only see my value
When Im- Nah young nigga you can raise a stock
And the judge give you 25 you cant get a quarter back nigga
You can play the block
Boy you built like a pullin guard
And when I pull it, guard
Nigga who gon take the shot
See the game designed to shake the mind
Truth is them contusions take alot
In the midst of confusion gotta keep my mind clear
Cuz these crackers formulate these ideas
To put you in a system just to serve their interest
You know how they conquer and divide here
Too many black mamas gotta cry tears
Cuz their black sons gotta die here
Leaving their black daughters all alone in this world
Tryna figure out how to survive here
So how we measure health
Nah for real I'm in desperate need of answers
Cuz my homie was a vegan, workout every evening, eating healthy
Still got diagnosed with cancer
While I'm on my second plate of processed food
I'm ashamed to say the least
So is it gonna be a gym membership or a hospital tab shit
We still gon pay the fee
To be healthy
Writer(s): Kernell Hunt
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