Clarity Over Clout lyrics
by Marnz Malone
[Chorus: Lingz Muni]
Why you acting strange?
Why you acting strange?
Nah, I ain't the same
You don't know my pain, you don't know my pain
Girl, I'd rather be rich than famous
I come from a city full of haters
I come from a city full of haters
[Verse 1: Marnz Malone]
Auntie Tish just blew a kiss and told me "Be safe"
But these days, it ain't horrible, it's horriblay
Three way call, me and S talking cheesecake
Like he ain't got twenty suttin years till his release date
Moment of silence, let me catch my breath
And for the ones whose breath we took
All he heard was fire, fire, fire like I step with nook
I'll get you cooked, I'm living what I'm rapping, all the rest are boog
I'm laughing cah the pus*y think him toughy
My friend a duppy maker, don't make me tell him "Go fi"
You should be careful what you ask for
Done him on his front porch becah he tried to back door
Knock knock, who's there? Oh sh*t, could be the task force
I miss Nas, at least I said "I love you" on our last call
Fast forward, bro, we're still taping like cassette
Before we had money, n*ggas paid us with respect
[Chorus: Lingz Muni]
Why you acting strange?
Why you acting strange?
Nah, I ain't the same
You don't know my pain, you don't know my pain
Girl, I'd rather be rich than famous
I come from a city full of haters
I come from a city full of haters
[Verse 2: Marnz Malone]
My n*gga wanted me to wet my other n*gga's other n*gga
I said "No", now he ain't tryna conversate
My other n*gga died, I paid towards his funeral
But in his mum's eyes, I know that sh*t will never compensate
My other n*gga's right hand took the stand on me
Stood in court and told the jury I'm the one to blame
My n*gga's n*gga robbed my n*gga's cousin for his chain
If I was him, I woulda shot that n*gga in his face
- wouldn't let me leave until I cleaned my plate
It strikes fear in their hearts when they see my face
I prayed yesterday and asked Allah to let me see today
Gave my boy twenty, I thought he was walking free today
Yo white boy, where your pudding at?
She got long hair and when we f*ck, me, I'm pulling that
Was in a dilemma cah I wet him with my mum's knife
Knowing full well, when I get home I gotta put it back
[Chorus: Lingz Muni]
Why you acting strange?
Why you acting strange?
Nah, I ain't the same
You don't know my pain, you don't know my pain
Girl, I'd rather be rich than famous
I come from a city full of haters
I come from a city full of haters