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See, I prefer the ghetto funk, not the gangster rap
I stay black like my strap, looking for a better day
I been timed before rhyme, crime paid,
I’ve reminisce broken promises, add a ninja made to the laid
What brought me forth to the surf, the baby birth
Now I’m on the street, trying to supply and compete
With the rest of the pioneers on the west
Anti-sex kept the homies smoke the chron, the light green bomper
Step into the world of mine, I’m KMG,
Any out of town opportunity we will see
Through the mill, more important than rap sales
Cause I sells
Baby, can’t you tell the gang still dwell
On another level, got the mystical, lyrical
Pimp persuasive, surfinable, see through busters with no hesitations
See the situations, I hear my kinfolks say get out the game
We’ll make the change
Promise me you’ll live forever
Promise to get it together
Knew I would get you over
Baby, we must struggle
Promise me you’ll live forever
Promise to get it together
I like your new range rover
Baby, you must have struggled
I know they see me, Like my 100-inch T.V
It’s like glory, pushing my ’98 range Rover
Ain’t got no time for mess
Ain’t got no time for stress
I’m on the leather, with the T.Vs in the headrest
I used to head block to block, not for naught
Now I got my mama outside of the boondocks
I keep my gang lay low in the cut
Because I’m catching all day if I get touched
Yeah, because after the switches and our riches
Yo, then come the snakes and snitches, better watch them ditches
And they be out there every quarter in your bank
That’s why I hide behind the bank, I hide behind the drake
Ma, I can’t tell her what we got and we do cause it will break her poor heart in two
Y’all know the rules
Promise me you’ll live forever
Promise to get it together
Knew I would get you over
Baby, we must struggle
Promise me you’ll live forever
Promise to get it together
I like your new range rover
Baby, you must have struggled
Promise Me
My Baby
Promise Me
My Baby
Written by: Luther Vandross
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