No NBA

Everybody's so well informed
And everybody wanna have smoke
Everybody wanna be important
Everybody wanna Afro
Everybody got they Dred locked
Everybody wanna act woke
Everybody on a dead stop
Everybody got a cash flow
But don't nobody got they bread stocked and
Everybody purchase black soap
And everybody got they head wrapped
N they thinking they rational
But n don't know where they head at
N be tryina catch the flow, but they missing the pass cuz they head flat
Call me Belicheck when you ask a coach
My n you heard me I said that
The speakers is tapping that head crack
Can't believe we be going in circles
Why people be biting and don't know they purpose
Niggas is evil that grew up in churches
Step on weak people cuz they feeling worthless
Especially seasonal activists had to get active on Twitter. They passion ain't working

If I die today I'm gon pass out all the wealth
I know we ain't here to stay
I can't keep it to myself
I got fam and I got ties
Wear that blood up on my shirt
Son of man he dun got wise before he turn into the Dirt

Do you believe me
Vultures feeding
The world is bleeding
I got that Faith for you

These females gettin looser than petty white people braids
And retail got my people more broke than a promise, mane
We might as well travel the country and focus on progress, mane
But the college and law just don't matter cuz n is focused on finer thangs
But I'm a designer mane. I'm focused on things that my father made
Like I am a potter man. These Harry's don't know what they conjuring
The flow getting harder you come with a cushion these niggas is cotton mane
I'm feeling the pressure I'm keepin a check on The feelings they Bottling
Ya n dun copped a pen
Look at baby she modeling
Picture perfect but bother him
Why that booty always hard to get
And the government preposterous
Tryina make a bitch of all of us
Lucky me that I don't count on luck
Lucky me that I don't count on luck

If I die today I'm gon pass out all the wealth
I know we ain't here to stay
I can't keep it to myself
I got fam and I got ties
Wear that blood up on my shirt
Son of man he dun got wise before he turn into the Dirt

Do you believe me
Vultures feeding
The world is bleeding
I got that Faith for you

What a big movie
These actors don't know what they doing
I gotta keep moving
My pastor had told me I'm losing
But he lied cuz the music is boosting
The dream ain't no Krueger. Remember the word
Early bird get the worm but don't call me no rooster
I'm kinda a shooter. I'm Michael you Tito
I got the torpedo. I'm green like I'm CeLo
I'm foul like a free throw no easy baskets, mane
I believe that we seen the last of days
I dun seen-to many hero's pass away
So imma try to keep my people free and wait
You gonna see that we need fatter plate
So the elite gon split the pie today
And we gon eat better get a bigger table
Real is painful n think this shit a fable
I stay greatful
I don't make war unless you make war
Bills is paid for
I don't wait for
Glad I ain't you
That's all I got



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Writer(s): Brandon Lubin
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