Debonair (feat. JuniorTheArtist)

If I open my body up

Would you see me then

Or would you pass judgment

Like you do your virtues to your kids

And they can get checked too

I'm not asking

I'm demanding your respect dude

I'm not trying to get up under your skin

But if I'm there rent free

I'm going to snuggle in yeah

I'm winning

Keep my classy on ten yeah

Calling me down to your level

I wasn't fighting to get there

Representation matters

I'll be the voice of my people

Until every one of us is equal

That's what my mission is

So keep your repulsive sentiments yeah

I don't care

I like to watch your value

Disappear

The way you're arguing most

Wouldn't dare

You hold no weight inside my world my dear

Damn you're so unprepared

For my debonair

Confident in myself

No longer on the shelf

Debonair

That was last week last week

I feel alive and well

Debonair

Yes I do

How about you

How about you

Yeah

Body on ten

You can't take that

I don't take shit from no men

I make my money from the ink in my pen

And I run a check and I'll do it again

Do it again

Yeah he's so sweet

One more bite and I'll rot out your teeth

And I know that I live in your mind rent free

Im winning

Keep my classy on ten

Keeping my third eye open

I got my bag until the end

Representation matters

I'll be the voice of my people

Until every one of us is equal

That's my life mission

So keep to yourself your opinions

I don't care

I like to watch your value

Disappear

The way you're arguing most

Wouldn't dare

You hold no weight inside my world my dear

Damn you're so unprepared

For my debonair

Confident in myself

No longer on the shelf

Debonair

That was last week last week

I feel alive and well

Debonair

Yes I do

How about you

How about you

It's sugar and spice

It's everything right

It's black and it's white

It's take another bite of the Razzberrie pie

Yes I said it once

I guess

I'm going to have to say it all twice

Because we deserve a chair at the table

Never been hungrier

Or willingly able

I'm on my pat chapelle swag

Excelsior hall

Showing up glistening black and classy

Making them nervous

Swerving the naysayers I'm passing

My nazar is working

No conversation I'm not asking

Put you in your place

With a smile on my face

Because I got it like that that that

And I ain't holding it back back back

When I eat it up

There'll be no crumbs left

Yeah

No crumbs left

There'll be no crumbs left

No

No crumbs left

No crumbs left no