The System
This the shit that have me in my feels
Why Jesus neva grab the wheel
I guess it's easier to grab the steel
Y'all rapping bout some shit we use to do for real
Ain't no fucking pump fake we use to shoot for real
These niggas aiming in the sky we had to shoot to kill
How you claiming that you ride and you ain't rode on niggas
How you never gave it to em like you owe those niggas
You gone pull up on they block and you gone show those niggas
The worst part about it you don't know those niggas
It's a shame
You can't see that we just killing our own
Niggas tryna play the man but they still in a zone
They put in work then talk about the kill on the phone
They out of touch
That explains why the feeling is gone
That's why I'm breaking down this weed and I'm filling this bong
Watch em die as I sit on this throne
You don't see nothing wrong
My best friend was even on that shit
You could of saved em
You don't know that shit
I had to save myself
Look at everything I gave myself
DIY
Bitch I made myself
You gotta take the good with the bad shit
We take everything cause we ain't had shit
All we want is bands and bad bitch
Damn that's some sad shit
You gotta take the good with the bad shit
We take everything cause we ain't had shit
All we want is bands and bad bitch
Damn that's some sad shit
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
Why Jesus neva grab the wheel
I guess it's easier to grab the steel
Y'all rapping bout some shit we use to do for real
Ain't no fucking pump fake we use to shoot for real
These niggas aiming in the sky we had to shoot to kill
How you claiming that you ride and you ain't rode on niggas
How you never gave it to em like you owe those niggas
You gone pull up on they block and you gone show those niggas
The worst part about it you don't know those niggas
It's a shame
You can't see that we just killing our own
Niggas tryna play the man but they still in a zone
They put in work then talk about the kill on the phone
They out of touch
That explains why the feeling is gone
That's why I'm breaking down this weed and I'm filling this bong
Watch em die as I sit on this throne
You don't see nothing wrong
My best friend was even on that shit
You could of saved em
You don't know that shit
I had to save myself
Look at everything I gave myself
DIY
Bitch I made myself
You gotta take the good with the bad shit
We take everything cause we ain't had shit
All we want is bands and bad bitch
Damn that's some sad shit
You gotta take the good with the bad shit
We take everything cause we ain't had shit
All we want is bands and bad bitch
Damn that's some sad shit
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
The system failed my niggas
They kill us or they jail my niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Larussell Thomas
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