Lyrics

Call it immigration Call it integration callin' all the pockets And the hottest in the nation It was no vacation Mom and papa made it Took a penny turned into a milli Now we're famous Always be the outcast Always be the underdog Do the work in silence Never let 'em cut you off You are not a token you are not a trophy You're a frickin' gangsta Everything they wanna be We're unstoppable baby That fighter energy Can't take it out of me This is the new Americana To the hustlers working harder That first generation Raise one up Singing aaiiiaiiiiaii This is the new Americana To the hustlers working harder That first generation Raise one up Singing aaiiiaiiiiaii I'm ready Freddie. This one's for the boys and the brown baddies For the ones who got shamed For their mum and daddies For the ones who speak in two tongues two pens With a little accent We keep on blurring the lines Blessings we feeling alive We're undefeated we climb Can't you see now is the time GRAMMYs to Emmy's to Senate Mothers to bosses we winning We want a seat at the table Didn't they tell you who made it? We're unstoppable baby That fighter energy Can't take it out of me This is the new Americana To the hustlers working harder That first generation Raise one up Singing aaiiiaiiiiaii This is the new Americana To the hustlers working harder That first generation Raise one up Singing aaiiiaiiiiaii
Writer(s): Shuba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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