[Verse 1] On the sixteenth They sent me down that hallway "Go to counselling" Not a question in the doorway No one asked What really even happened Just my name On some cold-screened caption [Chorus] I got a grievance on my tongue But they keep talking over me Asking ‘bout my Sunday Not my scars Like my faith is company property I came here for the truth They came here with a form to keep me numb I’m not your story to rewrite I got a grievance on my tongue (yeah) [Verse 2] Seventeenth I’m standing at her counter "Got a grievance form?" All I need is the paper She leans in "Tell me why you really want it" Then she drifts Into questions that don’t want me What church Do you say you belong to Like my worth Is a box she can point to When my answers Don’t fit in her framing I can feel How the room starts changing [Chorus] I got a grievance on my tongue But they keep talking over me Asking ‘bout my Sunday Not my scars Like my faith is company property I came here for the truth They came here with a form to keep me numb I’m not your story to rewrite I got a grievance on my tongue (on my tongue) [Bridge] I’m not here for your small talk I’m here ’cause I’ve been wronged Don’t turn my pain to gossip Don’t weigh my soul like stock Just write it down Just hear me out I’m still standing I won’t stop [Verse 3] Ngga, when you been broke Back against the rope And tryna hang onto hope This the last ounce of it 2 steps back Ain’t the way to go What frustration feel like UK Emmy White Chris don’t know When you overqualified Talking KPIs Got the Business tryna grow And they tryna stunt you Man, they used to hunt you Now they playin wit ya dough Tryna tell me bout myself Strength and weaknesses Got me soundin like a hoe Stealing ideas Using ebonics When they present They slideshows Product removed from culture Leave a boardroom Of vultures tryna call me bro No [Chorus] R-E S-P E-C T Me B-O S-S U-P Boss up R-E S-P E-C T Me P-A Y U-P Pay up [Verse 4] Maybe if I code switched They’d promote me To CMO and summo shit Maybe if I ass kiss And Unclench my fist I just might be mo rich make yo business cool Bring the profits through Then them lay-offs come hit Targeting the black folks And the brown folks As the kink in the ship They Lie ‘bout decisions and data ‘Scuse my gramma Fuck you krackas Who ignorant to systemic Glass ceilings And wanna repeat the chapters Funny how the corporate life Is like corpse life How can a ngga really live life When they either gon Dead ya life Or idea The only way to make shit right [Chorus] R-E S-P E-C T Me B-O S-S U-P Boss up R-E S-P E-C T Me P-A Y U-P Pay up [Verse 5] Hustler, entrepreneur businessman show you what the difference is Husslas survive By any means Whether 9 to 5 He gotta feed his kids He might slang a bean He might’ve did a bid But his life he might give secure his rib entrepreneur might’ve found a window To exploit Work for himself instead businessman Might’ve found a team With a room full of people That he sold on that dream people gon follow If you know how to lead Shit, me I been all 3 Them employee days I just can’t sustain I rather take checks In my business name Experience and know-how is IP none of this shit gon come for free [Chorus] R-E S-P E-C T Me B-O S-S U-P Boss up R-E S-P E-C T Me P-A Y U-P Pay up [Final Chorus] I got a grievance on my tongue But they keep talking over me Asking ‘bout my Sunday Not my scars Like my faith is company property I came here for the truth They came here with a form to keep me numb I’m not your story to rewrite I got a grievance on my tongue Yeah I got a grievance on my tongue (oh) And I’m not biting it for anyone R-E S-P E-C T Me B-O S-S U-P Boss up R-E S-P E-C T Me P-A Y U-P Pay up
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