[Verse 1] Picture me rollin' like Michelle Obama You wanna be a star, I'm tryna be like my mama Self sufficient, independent and strong Black and beautiful, a la Nina Simone, come on See what they want you to do Is believe I'm your competition when you're competin' with you True, true, I'm solely focused on me Tryna be the best Ingrid that a genius could be But geez, it's so hard not to act Third Ward In a time when niggas is broads, I'm steady pullin' their cards like Since when I'm s'posed to bow to you? People only gon' do the shit that you allow them to So allow me to command respect, intellect and affection Passion in your profession, lack of internet presence Come back from 7-Eleven with some fronto and some papers And do me a favor, don't do me no favors Cause faith ain't fair, so I'm puttin' in work Always hungry as hell, but never dyin' of thirst They say that I am the first that they really relate to And I'm hella flattered, so I just say, "Thank you"
[Hook] You fuckin' with a cold double pedigree Name another bitch ahead of me Anything you can do, I can do better And I can do everything I can do, I can do everything I can, I can do everything better I can do everything I can, I can do everything
[Verse 2] Damn it feels good to be black It feels good to be black, and know how to act So much decor, I'm intact, Essence should give me a plaque The tenacity and business savvy is yet to be matched I speak like I know what I'm talkin' about I think so I know what I'm speakin' about I don't mingle to mingle, I don't be in the crowd So when you do see me, understand what Ingrid about Style and grace, class and taste The beauty that I'm exuding ain't an ass and face When you fail to listen, you look past the greats So I'm hopin' you payin' attention to the shit I say K, K? I don't fuck with no suckas I'm anti-gun bumpin', leave that shit to you bustas, nigga Believe nothin' you hear And half of what you see, don't be influenced by fear Cause these niggas be fear mongerin' big These niggas be sellin' false images to these kids These niggas don't even own a fuckin' car or crib But they're always in the streets yellin', "Get it how you live"
[Hook] You fuckin' with a cold double pedigree Name another bitch ahead of me Anything you can do, I can do better And I can do everything I can do, I can do everything I can, I can do everything better I can do everything I can, I can do everything