F2b
Yeah i know it's hard junior but uh
You know what i'm saying
But waiting for somebody to pick yo ass up ain't getting it done
You know what i'm saying
You can be the greatest street preformer ever but
Is it taking care of the means?
The light won't shine if the world don't change
Put it on Trump so we don't take blame
For the hoods in the ghetto where the fight for the peace
In the motherland, wonder man love to deplete us
400 years let motherfuckas beat us
Now they in love with the culture
God damn look at all the vultures
Perched from the trees that we hung from
Nigga where you come from?
Eastside nigga, hell nah, you don't want none
I get the check for my people
Disperse it even cause we equal
Pray for my brothers the devil deceitful
Deceiving my niggas with fictional imagery
I know that they tryna paint us as enemies
My niggas entities, black and we godly
Call us kings & queen, can't no one stop me
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Live a life better than the rest of mine
So everyday a nigga trying hard to shine
Put it on wax elevate the mind
Of a nigga that ain't really got much to lose
But the guap on his mind so he got to move
Give a damn bout a path full of obstacles
It's optical the way he sees it
If i showed you you wouldn't believe it
Yeah nigga, that's really how it happen ain't no flogging
All i do is ball, increase the margin
Post game proper like i'm Timmy D
Nigga really can't compete with that
Last year doing same things
Now i lane change had to make a move
Niggas rather lose tryna play the fool
Than to pay pay respects for the avenue
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
You know what i'm saying
But waiting for somebody to pick yo ass up ain't getting it done
You know what i'm saying
You can be the greatest street preformer ever but
Is it taking care of the means?
The light won't shine if the world don't change
Put it on Trump so we don't take blame
For the hoods in the ghetto where the fight for the peace
In the motherland, wonder man love to deplete us
400 years let motherfuckas beat us
Now they in love with the culture
God damn look at all the vultures
Perched from the trees that we hung from
Nigga where you come from?
Eastside nigga, hell nah, you don't want none
I get the check for my people
Disperse it even cause we equal
Pray for my brothers the devil deceitful
Deceiving my niggas with fictional imagery
I know that they tryna paint us as enemies
My niggas entities, black and we godly
Call us kings & queen, can't no one stop me
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Live a life better than the rest of mine
So everyday a nigga trying hard to shine
Put it on wax elevate the mind
Of a nigga that ain't really got much to lose
But the guap on his mind so he got to move
Give a damn bout a path full of obstacles
It's optical the way he sees it
If i showed you you wouldn't believe it
Yeah nigga, that's really how it happen ain't no flogging
All i do is ball, increase the margin
Post game proper like i'm Timmy D
Nigga really can't compete with that
Last year doing same things
Now i lane change had to make a move
Niggas rather lose tryna play the fool
Than to pay pay respects for the avenue
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
Tell me how it feel to be a nigga
Everyday i'm stressing drinking fucking up my liver
Praying that i make it right back to September
I just wanna live this, no no, i can't give in, no no, i can't
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Writer(s): Makhi Torres
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