Audio Push - Brown Man Syndrome lyrics

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Audio Push - Brown Man Syndrome lyrics

[Verse 1: Price] Everything at stake hope I don't blow it all My granny said nobody likes a know-it-all I know I ain't grow up with many ends So when I cop my first benz man I couldn't wait to show it off But I guess it's just the brown man syndrome Blame it on the brown man syndrome Look, uh, yeah See everything got stake n***as blinded by Bape Nobody willin' to create these kids rather chase Any new trends You hangin' with opportunist over your true friends She hanging over my sink spilling her loose ends While she spilling the beans about her dude friends who follow my blueprint Study my style and try to mimic my movements But I'm about dollas so please save those 2 cents Yeah, cause everything got stake my son gaining away Growin' taller, gettin' older man the feelin's great I'm Jeff Hardy with the Twist of Fade I'm goin' off My lady lookin' like life I gotta show her off I guess it's just the brown man syndrome Natural hair, natural a** melanin skin tone Call off that lift I make it sure that she get home Can't afford no more kids got a pimp on aye Cause everything got stake hope I don't blow it all At least I know nobody really knows it all Just got the direct deposit, I'm starin' at my closet Ima f** around and blow it off I guess it's just the brown man syndrome Blame it on the brown man syndrome It gotta be the brown man syndrome [Verse 2: Oktane] Yeah, loo-look I don't think I suffer from brown man syndrome Dread head, hitchhiking just to get home You concerned with who trynna give dome Flex flex mediocre s** guest I get it But I ain't worried about it Them J's bout to release and I ain't heard about it Cause I ain't concerned about it Ain't no sugarcoat, we need new sh** These designers gettin' old half of 'em don't do sh** All they do is sit in their high chairs and approve sh** And kick and scream when they don't get they way or they losin' And I'm just layed back, get my vibe cruisin' Racist haters but I don't miss a step I'm groovin' Can't help my skin color, love my skin color Fine darkskin brother, besides, your girl love us This that real yeah, that's what they been waitin' on Eveything you and your dumb broke homies hated on You come with that bad vibe sh** you ain't stayin' long We changin' everything n***a leave or get along Yeah, cause right now you are rockin' with the realest Give 'em some extra bar so that they n***as feel it I had to show off yeah I guess that is the brown man syndrome Yeah I got a little brown man syndrome I guess we got a little brown man syndrome No you can't stay here hope you get home