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Channel Tres – Black Moses Lyrics

Black Moses by Channel Tres (feat. JPEGMAFIA)


Ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta  cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Ain’t  about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Throw money in the air, can’t drop the ball
If  I do Black Moses gon’ call
Ain’t  about me, ain’t about me

I used to ask for change in the streets
Now  I’m changin’ the streets
Momma, I’ma break you off
Yeah, tell me what you need
I’m the new swami
I  told you I’ma break you off
I’ma break you off (Oof)
Yeah, I’ma break you off
Everybody wanna break
They don’t wanna pay the cost (Cost)

Y’all n----- cook, no need for prep
They just want mansions, I got the check
No need for wallet, don’t pay for s---
Check the way a n---- from Compton sell his s---

It ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Throw money in the air, can’t drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon’ call
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me

Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out

N----, I’ma b----, how could you tell?
I’m skippin’ to the bank, bars age like Pharrell (Yeah)
They treat me like a dog, whatever f--- this industry
Pretty in the face, touch my body call it infantry
Man, you been a ho, I’ma guess since infancy
Only way you get to me is if you put that f-----’ pistol into me
Enemies always movin’ goal posts, killin’ me
**** wanna finish but this ain’t MK
Put them .30’s in the .40’s, b---- let’s play this Melee
‘Cause when I pull the pistol out they sing like Ella Mai, Mai
Because what n----- do be different from what n----- say
I pistol whip a n---- dressed like I caught the bouqet
Word to Dot, these crackers wanna hunt me, hold me heart
Thought I would’t buss back, b----, I ain’t Rosa Parks
Sup daddy? Catch me chokin’ n----- like Bart
I’m the new Moses, beard to my colon
Keep the Commandments back-seat of the Focus
Next year, b----, I’m tryin’ to be the next Oprah, it’s hopeles

It ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, ’cause my n----- hungry
Throw money in the air, can’t drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon’ call
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me

Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out

Aye, aye, aye, n---- you got that s---
Aye, show ’em how Compton do it
Aye n----

Lookin’ for the sauce
[?] with the Beast Boy, press no change up
Uh, uh, uh, homie, get your weight up
S--- so good put it in containers
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me

Y’all n----- cook, no need for prep
They just want mansions, I got the check
No need for wallet, don’t pay for s---
Check the way a n---- from Compton sell his s---

It ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, c’mon n----- hungry
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me
Gotta cook it up, c’mon n----- hungry
Throw money in the, air can’t drop the ball
If I do Black Moses gon’ call
Ain’t about me, ain’t about me

Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, gon’ get out


Song: Black Moses
Artist: Channel Tres
Released: August 2, 2019