Born Spitter
Born Spitter
Bread winner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
Six years old started to spit
Give me a year I'll show you I ain't a kid
Full grown finally a man
Still scheming on ways to put some green in the palms of my empty hands
Picture me rolling
Behind the scenes been working
Heart beating and my head is swollen
Been thinking bout the Gs that I'm finna be holding
Throw so much money in the air but it feel like it floating
But fuck a buss down a lot of homies down bad
They don't wanna see me winning they hate the black man
Kill a white man you doing life
Kill a black man you goin' be alright
Let me change your vision readjust your eyes
We changing the games changing the scene
Let my homies dream cause we've been oppressed for so long that it feel like I can't breathe
Coming in with heavy blows like Mike Tyson
My grip on the crown getting tighter just like a python
I'm the righteous king not a tyrant
Born Spitter
Breadwinner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
In a sense
Innocence
Is ignorance
Tryna win
Another brother turned to sin
Another black man in jail make the white man grin
And when I mean brother I mean everyone whose lost because of their skin
Let me rebut your common knowledge
Racism has been abolished
False hope false prophet
They tryna cover up the problem
50 shots on man does that ring a Bell
R.I.P to my nigga couldn't even lift the veil
Now it's time for me to chase my dreams
Got dead homies in my head screaming please
Young nigga make Gs
We weren't in the trenches
But we still finna spread the message
Then put it on the dopest beat selection
Stop at the red light
Up the glock so I don't lose my life
Cocked it twice then shot three times
Now I've fallen into the system
Into the prison
Police don't wanna see me winning type beats and lyricism
Do you see the vision
Live a good life then took the hard way listen
Born Spitter
Breadwinner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
Bread winner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
Six years old started to spit
Give me a year I'll show you I ain't a kid
Full grown finally a man
Still scheming on ways to put some green in the palms of my empty hands
Picture me rolling
Behind the scenes been working
Heart beating and my head is swollen
Been thinking bout the Gs that I'm finna be holding
Throw so much money in the air but it feel like it floating
But fuck a buss down a lot of homies down bad
They don't wanna see me winning they hate the black man
Kill a white man you doing life
Kill a black man you goin' be alright
Let me change your vision readjust your eyes
We changing the games changing the scene
Let my homies dream cause we've been oppressed for so long that it feel like I can't breathe
Coming in with heavy blows like Mike Tyson
My grip on the crown getting tighter just like a python
I'm the righteous king not a tyrant
Born Spitter
Breadwinner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
In a sense
Innocence
Is ignorance
Tryna win
Another brother turned to sin
Another black man in jail make the white man grin
And when I mean brother I mean everyone whose lost because of their skin
Let me rebut your common knowledge
Racism has been abolished
False hope false prophet
They tryna cover up the problem
50 shots on man does that ring a Bell
R.I.P to my nigga couldn't even lift the veil
Now it's time for me to chase my dreams
Got dead homies in my head screaming please
Young nigga make Gs
We weren't in the trenches
But we still finna spread the message
Then put it on the dopest beat selection
Stop at the red light
Up the glock so I don't lose my life
Cocked it twice then shot three times
Now I've fallen into the system
Into the prison
Police don't wanna see me winning type beats and lyricism
Do you see the vision
Live a good life then took the hard way listen
Born Spitter
Breadwinner
Hometown hero
Niggas mad cause this is my era
Credits
Writer(s): Solomzi Myataza
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