Little Black Boy
I slang crack nigga
I play craps nigga
Natural born fuck up, yeah I'm that nigga
Take strolls around way and tote gats nigga
You don't want to fuck wit me, bounce back nigga
I gives daps nigga
I smoke blacks nigga
Momma say, god damn you too black nigga
Get right on Instagram and flaunt racks nigga
I don't really give a fuck, I spit facts nigga
Roll up nigga
I smoke fat swishers
I don't really fuck with the E
That shit wack nigga
If I see a gang of ops, I fall back nigga
What you really want from, fall back nigga
Yo I jack niggas
Then talk smack nigga
You can come retaliate and shoot back nigga
But if you think that you're better than me
Think twice dawg before you come with flack nigga
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way
The little black boy stuck, trying to find his way
Trying to move to place where it's always safe
But he's trapped where's hella violence, fiends high off base, no friends cus they all 2 faced
But what you going do when the homies coming right to you
Saying niggas talking bout "what we ain't going do"
You don't want to get involve but you gotta pull through
Or they'll all turn right on you
Right on you
Right on you
Right on you
Rightttttt
Sick to his stomach head light, he can't eat
Cold sweats every night, yikes, he can't sleep
Everyday life of a killer from south east
Snort a couple lines, body numb to his heartbeat
4 door car, so he hopped in the back seat
D Wade fade aways boy they packed heat
Dimmed the lights down, pulled up with a slow creep
Lit they ass up, bullets raced like track meets
The boy like, what the hell have I done
Yo cops near by, we gotta ditch all the guns
While the car skirts off, cops chasing, living life on the run
The black boy, wonders what he's become
Wish he'd never have to live a dangerous life like this
Wish he was a better a man, always there for his kids
Doing 25 to life, tears falling to the edge of his face
The black boy couldn't find his way
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
(Ohh oh)
I play craps nigga
Natural born fuck up, yeah I'm that nigga
Take strolls around way and tote gats nigga
You don't want to fuck wit me, bounce back nigga
I gives daps nigga
I smoke blacks nigga
Momma say, god damn you too black nigga
Get right on Instagram and flaunt racks nigga
I don't really give a fuck, I spit facts nigga
Roll up nigga
I smoke fat swishers
I don't really fuck with the E
That shit wack nigga
If I see a gang of ops, I fall back nigga
What you really want from, fall back nigga
Yo I jack niggas
Then talk smack nigga
You can come retaliate and shoot back nigga
But if you think that you're better than me
Think twice dawg before you come with flack nigga
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way
The little black boy stuck, trying to find his way
Trying to move to place where it's always safe
But he's trapped where's hella violence, fiends high off base, no friends cus they all 2 faced
But what you going do when the homies coming right to you
Saying niggas talking bout "what we ain't going do"
You don't want to get involve but you gotta pull through
Or they'll all turn right on you
Right on you
Right on you
Right on you
Rightttttt
Sick to his stomach head light, he can't eat
Cold sweats every night, yikes, he can't sleep
Everyday life of a killer from south east
Snort a couple lines, body numb to his heartbeat
4 door car, so he hopped in the back seat
D Wade fade aways boy they packed heat
Dimmed the lights down, pulled up with a slow creep
Lit they ass up, bullets raced like track meets
The boy like, what the hell have I done
Yo cops near by, we gotta ditch all the guns
While the car skirts off, cops chasing, living life on the run
The black boy, wonders what he's become
Wish he'd never have to live a dangerous life like this
Wish he was a better a man, always there for his kids
Doing 25 to life, tears falling to the edge of his face
The black boy couldn't find his way
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
I hope the black boy finds his way (Ohh oh)
Before the Grim Reaper comes and decides his fate
I hope the black boy find his way (Ohh oh)
(Ohh oh)
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Writer(s): Omega The God
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