Black Girl (Alternate Version)

[Intro: Rapsody]
Ahem, ahem
Shea butter queen, baby
Uh-huh, yeah, hmm

[Verse 1: Ché Noir]
Yeah, got a clip in my shoes, waitin'
To grip if I lose patience
I riddle on loops playin' (Uh)
The ball's in my court, I triple the hoops, racin' (Uh)
Put yourself in my shoes, you gon' trip over shoelaces
Draw comparisons, but I erased what you drew with that pencil (Yeah)
My haters was my close friends that knew my potential (Woo)
Mistakes gave me common sense, but in school, it was mental (Uh)
Never underestimate a student with info
Keep a cup in my hand like I'm itchin' for loose change
My life is an open book, every sentence, true pain
From a hood where the kids got avengers like crusades
Keep hair triggers for niggas that's slipping like loose braids
Say God come right on time, the devil making you late
I know it's a cost for my sins, but can I pay you in grace?
For my niggas, I ride for you if you say you my ace
So that means I love who you love, but also hate who you hate (Come on)
Either live to be rich or you die when you poor (Uh)
Niggas left me at my worst, tried to fuck up my vision 'cause love is blind in the eye of the storm
I went to war by myself and I'ma fight 'til I'm sore (Yeah)
Used to shop on a budget, got shoes from Payless (Uh-huh)
Attention comes at a price, went to school just to pay less
It ain't pay off (Nah)
Shit left me laid off (Yeah)
Now every time I rap, I turn this shit to a graveyard
It's Ché, nigga

[Verse 2: 7xvethegenius]
Okay, I came here with a point to prove like a brick to move
One, two steppin', skip a few, you can pick and choose
Which shoe? You won't fit into what I'm on
I call the stick crew, and I stick to dude like a Pikachu
Real shit, I been lit, bitch, since a youngin' (Uh)
This shit, I get more cent than an onion
They was servin' all night, got hit in the bunion
If you was there to witness, shit, you know what I'm becomin'
And I learned a long time ago, uh
If you are movin' honorable, law of attraction gon' make it domino
Even when you fall, you gon' need the ladder you climbin' on
Depend on who you call, 'cause some niggas, you're only tolerable
I use the mic just like a [?]
And I mix a lot, word to 2Pac, 'cause this shit get illogical
My, my, my, all of you niggas are so comical
But, I ain't got time, just only business and survivor skill
Told these niggas I'd kill 'em all, now look who I done killed (Uh)
They tried ruinin' my [?], look what I done built
I'm from where we just might up on you for the lighting bill
Can't save 'em all, bitch, this a dyin' hill
Rhymin' words easy, the trick is not to lose where you stand
Or to confuse what's clearly written with what's shootin' your plan
You in suburb inside that bush, but shit, there's two in my hand
Better than him, her, you, and your man
The Genius