Instead of Nipsey
I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
Father, we've been mislead, I can't understand the picture
Killin' more niggas every year, while the white man gettin' richer
My homie in the feds, he ain't comin' home for Christmas
Gotta know how to play, they don't play fair in that system
I-I-I got niggas slidin', three, four, posse up in the rental
I know they dislike me, they DM say, "I'm gon' kill you"
Diamonds dance like Michael, how'd we glow up from these crystals?
All this hate around me, we can't grow up from these pistols
I-I-I got niggas that's hatin', I gave 'em so many chances
I know shorties that's starvin', I went and gave 'em advances
They look at me like their father, like I'ma give 'em them answers
Same niggas that doubted, just gotta cut off the cancer
What he know about the hood? He went Hollywood, damn
What he know about the hood when he got it good? Yeah
We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah
Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain't finished, yeah, yeah
I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
If the documentary dangerous, we still gang-bangin'
If doctor say he was crazy, then why they have to frame him?
I got guardian angels, I hope they brought their bangers
Threaten my life daily, but I'm ready for them haters
Sixty years later, world still segregated
Them 60s and them 80s, they still retaliatin'
We all got them same faces, it's funny to them racists
They been tryna separate us since Dominicans and Hatians
P-p-politicians be crazy, they never give us no answers
But we still actin' crazy, they'll never give us no leverage
Why must we lose a legend for it to bring us together?
Marathon gon' continue and gon' continue forever
What he know about the hood? He went Hollywood, damn
What he know about the hood when he got it good? Yeah
We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah
Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain't finished, yeah, yeah
I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
Niggas in the street, no matter how hood you is
How much of a killer you is, how much dope you done sold
How much shit you done robbed, how much you doin' from your shoulders
A mothafucka don't want a negative life, still
So I feel like your job once you become successful or semi-successful
Or get your foot in the door is to game your niggas up
Take that wool from in front of their eyes,
you know what I mean? And just show 'em like, you got options
You got other things you could do aside
from risking your freedom to pay your bills
Or being stuck in a mentality of segregation and genocide
Killing your own niggas, killing your own folks
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
Father, we've been mislead, I can't understand the picture
Killin' more niggas every year, while the white man gettin' richer
My homie in the feds, he ain't comin' home for Christmas
Gotta know how to play, they don't play fair in that system
I-I-I got niggas slidin', three, four, posse up in the rental
I know they dislike me, they DM say, "I'm gon' kill you"
Diamonds dance like Michael, how'd we glow up from these crystals?
All this hate around me, we can't grow up from these pistols
I-I-I got niggas that's hatin', I gave 'em so many chances
I know shorties that's starvin', I went and gave 'em advances
They look at me like their father, like I'ma give 'em them answers
Same niggas that doubted, just gotta cut off the cancer
What he know about the hood? He went Hollywood, damn
What he know about the hood when he got it good? Yeah
We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah
Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain't finished, yeah, yeah
I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
If the documentary dangerous, we still gang-bangin'
If doctor say he was crazy, then why they have to frame him?
I got guardian angels, I hope they brought their bangers
Threaten my life daily, but I'm ready for them haters
Sixty years later, world still segregated
Them 60s and them 80s, they still retaliatin'
We all got them same faces, it's funny to them racists
They been tryna separate us since Dominicans and Hatians
P-p-politicians be crazy, they never give us no answers
But we still actin' crazy, they'll never give us no leverage
Why must we lose a legend for it to bring us together?
Marathon gon' continue and gon' continue forever
What he know about the hood? He went Hollywood, damn
What he know about the hood when he got it good? Yeah
We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah
Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain't finished, yeah, yeah
I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word
Hit a lick and got some loads, put that shit on every curb
She keep sayin' that it's over, she too good, I don't deserve her
Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain't earn
Some nights I can't sleep
Starin' at the walls, thinkin', "Why they wanna kill me?"
Feel like they don't love me
Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey
Niggas in the street, no matter how hood you is
How much of a killer you is, how much dope you done sold
How much shit you done robbed, how much you doin' from your shoulders
A mothafucka don't want a negative life, still
So I feel like your job once you become successful or semi-successful
Or get your foot in the door is to game your niggas up
Take that wool from in front of their eyes,
you know what I mean? And just show 'em like, you got options
You got other things you could do aside
from risking your freedom to pay your bills
Or being stuck in a mentality of segregation and genocide
Killing your own niggas, killing your own folks
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Robert Amparan
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