[Chorus: Jalen Santoy]
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Black scale one key out of tune then left
[Verse 1: Jalen Santoy]
I been robbed, I been broke, had to rob, here I am still black (black!)
Corn on cob, sweet tea, beat the odds just to make it to the cookout
I heard shorty no longer in the lookout
Friends say that she got a book out, rank though (rank)
The way that these soldiers move throughs dangers
Stick to thе range and feel dangerous
Stick to myself and feel amazing
Stick on mе, I feel like Robert Horry for a ring and I'm chasing
Got me busting on occasion
You know that don't never happen
But these blessings that make me start overrapping
I got out of the trap, ain't no trappin' happening here
We do not fear fear
[Chorus: Jalen Santoy]
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
She be on ten, ain't no context
[Verse 2: Jalen Santoy]
What seem to keep 'em coming back like every week (black!)
Pockets ain't the fattest, bought the grill that has some crooked teeth
Here to face more than you probably ever imagined
Maybe attractions, fatal to cradle show might have cheated that
But send a pack, Atlanta changed the scope of how you send it back
Tick for tack ain't never worth a no one, swear you into that
In the clap, claps, snare, bass come from drum that's in the back
Here to stack residuals to all our fallen soldiers back
[Chorus: Jalen Santoy]
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
She be on ten, ain't no context
Black!
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Black scale one key out of tune then left
[Verse 1: Jalen Santoy]
I been robbed, I been broke, had to rob, here I am still black (black!)
Corn on cob, sweet tea, beat the odds just to make it to the cookout
I heard shorty no longer in the lookout
Friends say that she got a book out, rank though (rank)
The way that these soldiers move throughs dangers
Stick to thе range and feel dangerous
Stick to myself and feel amazing
Stick on mе, I feel like Robert Horry for a ring and I'm chasing
Got me busting on occasion
You know that don't never happen
But these blessings that make me start overrapping
I got out of the trap, ain't no trappin' happening here
We do not fear fear
[Chorus: Jalen Santoy]
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
She be on ten, ain't no context
[Verse 2: Jalen Santoy]
What seem to keep 'em coming back like every week (black!)
Pockets ain't the fattest, bought the grill that has some crooked teeth
Here to face more than you probably ever imagined
Maybe attractions, fatal to cradle show might have cheated that
But send a pack, Atlanta changed the scope of how you send it back
Tick for tack ain't never worth a no one, swear you into that
In the clap, claps, snare, bass come from drum that's in the back
Here to stack residuals to all our fallen soldiers back
[Chorus: Jalen Santoy]
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
Stimulate your mind, review them steps
Dish it out, when it doubt, weight it out, don't stress
Hundred percent, we ain't taking no lefts
Shorty move like a runner, try and count my checks
She be on ten, ain't no context
Black!
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