America I Pray
I feel like
I'm Huey Newton
Maybe even Kwame Ture
Maybe
America I Pray
The land that was built on the backs of the slaves
And indigenous graves... ay
God above, we done had enough
Had enough, innocent bodies keep adding up
See I'm tryna, add it up like the first of every month, uh
You call us thugs but our history you deduct, uh
Cause that melanin is a valuable stock
Mo' precious than gold, so our bodies they rob
Now we call the shots
We are that guap
We create the culture wave, we saturate the charts
Yeah, I said that
Yeah, I'm acting brown. Yeah, I'm acting black
Our DNA is crown, We blacking on yo ass
Yeah, your time is up and it feels so good
I don't give a fuck that you wish you could
Black out like we have
Bitch, Bitch
Black out, yeah we spazzin
This movement, not a spasm
I'm clutching on that trigger
These old systems need extracting
Every inch & fraction
In the words of Tay K, let's get to subtracting
America I Pray
The land that was built on the back of the back of our payback they know that
40 acres, they owe that
With a Maybach, I want it
Uh, tryna have a Patek on my wrist, uh
Get a lot of baguettes on the shit, uh
What the fuck, I'm trying to get another whip
Trying to dip on this racist shit, fuck the politics
See they trying to stop it, they don't want to give us how
Much they promised, rather much take us out
We never stopping 'til the gang iced out
These god bodies gon' be flyer than the angels now
And Heaven knows when its toe to toe, it's never close
Serena to LeBron, full domination mode
Watch 'em while they throwing stones, conspiring like Alex Jones
This ain't no growth hormone, victories fueled up by our woes
Success is in our pheromones, turned brokenness to a home
You broke down our leaders so we lead ourselves back to our thrones
After how you treat us, use us, and beat us, we powered on
Nickname Attila The Hun, I guess America is Rome
America I Pray
The land that was built on the backs of the slaves (Slaves)
And indigenous graves (Graves)
America I Pray
The land that was built on the back of the back of our payback they know that
40 acres, they owe that
With a Maybach, I want it
America
America, listen, I pray
America
Listen, listen, I pray
I pray
Give me my money today
Today
I'm Huey Newton
Maybe even Kwame Ture
Maybe
America I Pray
The land that was built on the backs of the slaves
And indigenous graves... ay
God above, we done had enough
Had enough, innocent bodies keep adding up
See I'm tryna, add it up like the first of every month, uh
You call us thugs but our history you deduct, uh
Cause that melanin is a valuable stock
Mo' precious than gold, so our bodies they rob
Now we call the shots
We are that guap
We create the culture wave, we saturate the charts
Yeah, I said that
Yeah, I'm acting brown. Yeah, I'm acting black
Our DNA is crown, We blacking on yo ass
Yeah, your time is up and it feels so good
I don't give a fuck that you wish you could
Black out like we have
Bitch, Bitch
Black out, yeah we spazzin
This movement, not a spasm
I'm clutching on that trigger
These old systems need extracting
Every inch & fraction
In the words of Tay K, let's get to subtracting
America I Pray
The land that was built on the back of the back of our payback they know that
40 acres, they owe that
With a Maybach, I want it
Uh, tryna have a Patek on my wrist, uh
Get a lot of baguettes on the shit, uh
What the fuck, I'm trying to get another whip
Trying to dip on this racist shit, fuck the politics
See they trying to stop it, they don't want to give us how
Much they promised, rather much take us out
We never stopping 'til the gang iced out
These god bodies gon' be flyer than the angels now
And Heaven knows when its toe to toe, it's never close
Serena to LeBron, full domination mode
Watch 'em while they throwing stones, conspiring like Alex Jones
This ain't no growth hormone, victories fueled up by our woes
Success is in our pheromones, turned brokenness to a home
You broke down our leaders so we lead ourselves back to our thrones
After how you treat us, use us, and beat us, we powered on
Nickname Attila The Hun, I guess America is Rome
America I Pray
The land that was built on the backs of the slaves (Slaves)
And indigenous graves (Graves)
America I Pray
The land that was built on the back of the back of our payback they know that
40 acres, they owe that
With a Maybach, I want it
America
America, listen, I pray
America
Listen, listen, I pray
I pray
Give me my money today
Today
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Writer(s): Shantel Williams
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