Laila’s Wisdom

作曲 : M. Evans/D. Lamb/N. Simone/W. Irvine

作词 : M. Evans/D. Lamb/N. Simone/W. Irvine

To be young, gifted and black

Oh

A better world

A better world

A better world

If you ain’t know

Look don't worry bout anything they told you

Remember what she said about winter and what the cold do

Everything's a season and some things you gotta go through

Believe me I don' seen it all, you're young talking to the old you

When haters come around look em down tell em “we don't owe you”

You gon lose some friends but those circles are better than the ovals

A black man left the oval

Keep that style you got soulful

The best of the best gon fear you

Sky's the limit see, I told you

You gon be the difference between McDonald's,

McDonald's, Burger King and Whole Foods

Do your thang and slip thru ib em they ain't gon have no clue

You won’t need no toll booths, they'll pay attention, Hov do

They'll ask you for advice tell em the same thing i told you

Should be a crime to be this fly and awesome

And to think love is all it cost em

Feel like Jordan this the ball that Pippen tossed em

I'm the underdog and gold is what flossin’

When they told me my chances of losing was higher than divorces

You gotta know your worth and work ‘cus I can't force ya

Growing up I shopped at Kmart and Ross’, celebrated every win

And learned to learn from all my loses

I never signed paperwork without reading the clauses

My parents worked way too hard to not get no credit for it

I'm a trip like Grayson Allen

Y'all never made me valid

I learn that from Phylicia Rashad and Debbie Allen

I'm the other one them another ones screaming like Khaled

We don't match up, ask my stylist

I rock Nike and New Balance

I drink water by gallons, y'all should call me captain

I was told to be the flow and not follow it while y’all actin’

I'm the better version of what you used to think and call talent

I been bankin, check my balance

You a bet away from skidrow

I owe Sallie Mae but owe my people way mo’

God rested on the seventh day

And worked on me on day fo’

I’ve been killing for a long time

My lawyers gotta caseload

Yeah my lawyers gotta caseload

I cracked the code, it's no longer safe for y'all

Kujo still the scariest of all the dogs

After that come all my dawgs

Talent level’s thru the walls

I'm Juggernaut, riding wit my car doh’ locked

Coppers known to hang out on these kinda blocks

Don’t get shot!

They say we 3/5ths human, well the rest of me’s an autobot

I’m really hot

You should ask my team and dem

Jamla’s still the squad and my confidence is thru the roof

I appreciate the compliments

Laila’s Wisdom, rest in peace. I love you dear

Yo, we good over here

We good, I’m good man

Yo, we good over here, here (here)

We good over here here (here)

Yeah, we good over here here uh

“If you wrote me a letter, I’ll probably make it a kite,

I fly it in bad weather and pray it get struck by light.”