M.I Abaga, Khaligraph Jones - Black Bill Gates lyrics

Bitch, I’m back by popular demand
Oh, yes, you best to believe it
I did not come to play with you hoes haha
I came to slay, bitch

Okay, okay, so get in formation
You know you that nigga when
You cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious
Best revenge is your paper i say I say
I just might be a black
Bill Gates in the making i see it

I’ve been doing this for a minute
Now everybody telling me that
I rap real great
For real? Am about this life
Ain’t nothing fabricated nigga I
Stack real cake (That’s right)
Funny about they be talking the fast
But they couldn’t even match this pace


I don’t even think they ready
For what I offer nigga
Have you heard about the black Bill Gates
Shout out to MI man this track is heavy
Am a beast hailing from the Serengeti
Don’t worry bro we got the choppers ready
Finna Hit Em Up like I was Makaveli
(Yo Jones take it easy) no!
Tell me why I should when I gotta
Face that's made for the TV
I pray for the needy though
Cause, I was once broke I know
It’s hard to believe me
With all this jewels and the ice on
But believe it or not I was
Once in a tight zone
Now everywhere I go they be
Turning all the lights on
Bill Gates see I put the I on the iPhone
When I ride or when I pass
Bro I got the mic on
Never lie eating cyphi am a python
Cause, I crush beats knock 'em out like Tyson
Got your shawty moving her body
Just like a cyclone
Hoes slapper got a big ego
God is this legal? Cause when I look back
And think of the days when I used
To go back from rich people
Was not even a bit equal
I was in the haystack I
Was like a cheap needle
But irrespective of all that hate and drama
I was not a bitch negro, Bill Gates

Bitch, I’m back by popular demand
Oh, yes, you best to believe it
I did not come to play with you hoes haha
I came to slay, bitch

Okay, okay, so get in formation
Yeah, you know you that nigga when
You cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious
Best revenge is your paper
Uh, I just might be a black
Bill Gates in the making i see it

Nigga we don came up through a lot
Came from the bottom of the gutter
With my brother we be scheming tryna
Make it to the top from the drop
Always knew this shit was gonna pop
Now we popping and nobody
Talking when we drop
In the opera they all applaud
The way we walk in
In New York we just murder the
Game and do it often
A nigga only leaving in the coffin
Some of these niggas you get involved with
They're soft head niggas concerned
With the malarkey
You niggas talking a lot of game
But, you niggas ain’t getting rings
You niggas are Charles Barkley
A nigga Jigga with the trigga on the net
And we headed to the Barclays
When you see the black Bill Gates at the mall
No nigga it ain’t window shopping
And check the data better get
Your investigators we will
Am like a motherfucking calendar
Ma nigga cause i never take a day off
Though I might take a nation vacation
To find me a chick with a Hatian persuasion
And make it amazing the body in bed
And be blazing to go
With some red conversation
Who wan test the greatest
Niggas always underestimate us
N!igga check the status
Who want bet to play us?
Casino with De Niro nigga best in Vegas
Nigga check the ratings
Flow so sick gotta medicate us
Flow so deep gotta excavate us
Black Bill Gates better check
The papers I’m back
Bitch, I’m back by popular demand
Oh, yes, you best to believe it
I did not come to play with you hoes haha
I came to slay, bitch