damn right - Little Simz

I kiss my teeth and roll up my tobacco

Never miss when I put pen to paper (No, no)

Simbi never running out of ammo

They could never be me

Niggas know what I’m on

From fuckin' Space Age days and shit

From way back

Soundcloud days and shit

Inner city child, inner city problems

We ain’t have no guidebook on how to solve 'em

Used to hit the clutch straight into first

Now I ride automatic through the place I was birthed (True, true)

Full gassed and I skeet 'round the curve (Like so)

Up now, true I been through the worst (Yeah, I have)

Up now, everybody want something (Why? Why?)

Being here is a gift and a curse (True facts)

Man ain’t step, back of the line, you cannot be first (Oh yes)

That’s not how it works, little fuckboy, don’t get on my nerves

What do I believe?

I tried the mosque and I tried the church (Church)

Now I’m just spiritual, I had to think about what I was living for

How on Earth did I speak to the masses?

(How the hell?)

Easiest song that I made was a classic (True story)

They get fifteen minutes here and then they vanish (Then you’re gone)

Are you embarrassed?

That shit’s embarrassing