Black House White Market

What kind of life is this
Born into some skin
And gotta fight for it
That's what ya'll want
Nigga I'm not tryna fight and shit
But it seems like nobody's safe
Nobody takes their jacket off because
Nobody stays
I come by like a thief in the night
Nobody's saved but
Everybody prays for the light sometimes nigga
I'm always with my dawgs and they bite sometimes
I got a couple enemies and they white sometimes
(Woah woah wait hold up)

Who's slow pulling up
In the big black truck
With the doors that instead of out
They go up
And the window tints are dark as shit
I know they looking to shoot
I don't know what they gone hit
They come by like thieves in the night
Nobody's saved but
Everybody's saying God have my back this time
I get angry bout the things that I lack sometimes
I got a couple enemies and they black sometimes



Credits
Writer(s): Cheyenne Moore
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