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khi'leb - sweep lyrics
[chorus]
so where the problem at? got no prada bag
but this duffel on the shoulder, bring the problem back
we was yelling, “sweep, sweep”
(we ain’t need no contraband)
me and d_r_a_c_o been on our count a band
this is not the prems nor the champs, don’t you understand? (nah)
quit that tussling ’cause fighting don’t make you the man
heart on my sleeves, i put my burdens on my other hands
father told me, “focus on yourself and make your own advance”
(sweep)
[verse 1]
okay, so walked inside the store (yeah), tiles on the floor (yeah)
slides, shorts, hoodie, probably thought that i was poor (yeah)
bumbag gutted to the waist, pass thе torch
so i can prove to these workеrs i can cop the jordan 4’s (uh, yeah)
where my wallet at?
matter face, get the cash together
flex the stack of twenties, fifties, hunnids
proof that you got cheddar (okay)
matter fact, i could show the cheque that i got wearing leather
don’t you judge a book by the spine or the cover, spite the weather
where the problem at? (ooh) where your body at? (ooh)
baby prince done told me i could use his prada bag
i don’t need protection from the burbs ’cause i’m young and black
i go toe for toe with any rapper on a solo track
[refrain]
i don’t need hand out, only do the hand in
wy’es told me stand out, i’d rather stand in
yeah, could’ve made on my own, double branded
but b&e connected as a unit, raise the standard
[chorus]
so where the problem at? got no prada bag
but this duffel on the shoulder, bring the problem back
we was yelling, “sweep, sweep”
(we ain’t need no contraband)
me and d_r_a_c_o been on our count a band
this is not the prems nor the champs, don’t you understand? (nah)
quit that tussling ’cause fighting don’t make you the man
heart on my sleeves, i put my burdens on my other hands
father told me, “focus on yourself and make your own advance”
(sweep)
[verse 2]
sweep the floor, no telling what i been on (in the paint)
call lebron and tell ’em i clean ’em all
there’s somethin’ wrong, i feel the pressure swarming on my arm
but keep the calm until i see a message or alarm
that’s there’s something insufficient
i be lurking with the fishes
on the regular, hissin’ on my cellar
put you on that dnd until i get my credit up
peep the balance, switching through accounts until i send ’em off (send ’em off)
so where the problem at? where my wallet at?
carry cash, been transferring to a bigger stack
i don’t need a bank account to show me that i’m paying tax
making money, but they still deduct it from my other tracks
[refrain]
i don’t need hand out, only do the hand in
wy’es told me stand out, i’d rather stand in
yeah, could’ve made on my own, double branded
but b&e connected as a unit, raise the standard, come on
[chorus]
so where the problem at? got no prada bag
but this duffel on the shoulder, bring the problem back
we was yelling, “sweep, sweep”
(we ain’t need no contraband)
me and d_r_a_c_o been on our count a band
this is not the prems nor the champs, don’t you understand? (nah)
quit that tussling ’cause fighting don’t make you the man
heart on my sleeves, i put my burdens on my other hands
father told me, “focus on yourself and make your own advance”
(sweep)
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