[Intro: redveil]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: redveil & Chris Patrick]
I got too much pride to function
What they think? 'Cause they making assumptions
Cut y'all off and I call it conjunction (Yeah)
Fuck it up, I don't need introduction (Yeah)
2020, we up like it's nothing (Yeah)
All my niggas outside of the function
It ain't money, there ain't no discussion
Shout-out Kenny but 'veil on production
In the crib, tryna run me a grip
Getting stocks, I don't got me a clip, uh
Try your luck like he don't got a clip tucked
Keep this money lowkey like a Finsta
I might bust me a jug outta vista
I ain't speak 'cause your ass in the way, uh
The feds getting hip to the system
'Cause we made two racks in a day
Niggas know I pop off like a whitе Xan
Black fist, give a fuck 'bout the white man
Got y'all sеlling y'all soul for like five bands
Label hand you that lean out a Sprite can
I can never be a puppet, fuck white America
Same skin when I change the numerical
You tryna be them niggas, that's embarrassing
Damn, huh, yeah, that's embarrassing
Niggas be hungry, geeking for a lick
No camera, nigga, we ain't taking flicks
You been in this same place since you came out the womb
'Cause you ain't never take a risk
I’m still with the same gang since a jit
That boy redveil, he ain’t never switch
I’m watching these vultures copy for a hit
You move like a vulture, nigga, gotta dip
We building Black wealth, nigga, getting rich
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh (Getting rich, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We building Black wealth, nigga, getting wealthy
I'm drinking water, nigga, 'cause it's healthy
Stop sucking dick, fist clenched like the end of my pick
Misfit, I don't fuck with the law
Dick-riding, but I'm passing them all
Yeah, ayy
[Verse 2: Chris Patrick]
Move like John Cena, that hands to the face
And I disappear, all black (All black)
Ski mask 'gon cover my head
'Til they say that we in the clear, fall back (Fall back)
I stay off the grid 'less we makin' a play
For a bigger share, all that (All that)
My man carry cannons like kids in Mariah
Ain't shit to fear
Niggas know I pop off with my crews up
Black fist, I don't fuck with no Ku Klux (Ku Klux)
Pussy boy talking shit, he don't do much
Smack the shit out his mans if he move up
I'm outside for that bag, had to grab the dough
Photosynthesis, right? 'Cause I had to grow
Rose from the concrete to get off thin ice
Most them niggas sink ship like DiCaprio
It's 'bout time that we mobilize units with militant movements
To get them maneuvers up
All my niggas pull up like them Rangers, they Mighty Morph Power
The whole gang is suited up
Even if we stay silent, with hands at our side
They gon' still find a way just to shoot at us
Black fist all on my body like Kunta, I came out the fields
To the house where I'm cooling, the fuck is y'all talking 'bout?
[Outro: redveil]
I got too much pride to function
I got too much pride to function
Fuck it up, I don't need introduction
Fuck it up, I don't need introduction
I got too much pride to function
I got too much pride to function
Fuck it up, I don't need introduction
Fuck it up, I don't need introduction
Clench was written by Chris Patrick & redveil.
Clench was produced by redveil.