Police Brutality
Do you wanna smoke?
(ForeignGotEm)
We want all the smoke
Double-O, lil' baby
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him?
Tryna turn me a suspect, y'all the ones who made 'em victim
Y'all the ones who fired them shots, stop tryna fuck my imagе up
Still gon' cuff him when he dead, huh? And hе tried to pick him up
Can't let this shit go over my head now, gotta fight it, it's a must
Police brutality, growin' up black, scared of these cops, that's how it be
I ain't got nothin' on me, but still might high-speed
I can't let no officer be the reason I'm not breathin'
'Cause I gotta be here for my son
I wanna be the one who teach him, yeah, never run, never give up
The only thing that's rare is trust, so never love
And for this shit we take a stand, no marathon, uh
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him?
How? I don't get it, can you help me figure it out?
Ain't got no feelings, I went numb due to clout
Let's skip the O, I'm tryna move my family out it
And now they tryna portray me like I am violent
'Cause blacks gettin' killed, gettin' smoked, don't mean nothin'
You askin' questions, I don't know
Wonder how he deal with pain, pour up in a soda
I ain't never want the fame, I just wanted more bucks
It's fucked up, so no love
They put my nigga in the sky, so no sun
Got no feelings for nobody
Anything done in the dark be bound to hit the light
Yeah, double-O, lil' baby
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him? How?
(ForeignGotEm)
We want all the smoke
Double-O, lil' baby
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him?
Tryna turn me a suspect, y'all the ones who made 'em victim
Y'all the ones who fired them shots, stop tryna fuck my imagе up
Still gon' cuff him when he dead, huh? And hе tried to pick him up
Can't let this shit go over my head now, gotta fight it, it's a must
Police brutality, growin' up black, scared of these cops, that's how it be
I ain't got nothin' on me, but still might high-speed
I can't let no officer be the reason I'm not breathin'
'Cause I gotta be here for my son
I wanna be the one who teach him, yeah, never run, never give up
The only thing that's rare is trust, so never love
And for this shit we take a stand, no marathon, uh
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him?
How? I don't get it, can you help me figure it out?
Ain't got no feelings, I went numb due to clout
Let's skip the O, I'm tryna move my family out it
And now they tryna portray me like I am violent
'Cause blacks gettin' killed, gettin' smoked, don't mean nothin'
You askin' questions, I don't know
Wonder how he deal with pain, pour up in a soda
I ain't never want the fame, I just wanted more bucks
It's fucked up, so no love
They put my nigga in the sky, so no sun
Got no feelings for nobody
Anything done in the dark be bound to hit the light
Yeah, double-O, lil' baby
Why I got all this money if I can't enjoy none of it?
I knew problems was comin', 'cause one thing 'bout money, them problems, they comin' wit' it
And lately, I don't know how to feel
Are you with me 'cause you with me or you see dollar bills?
Salay got killed by an officer (he gone)
So how they gon' blame me before they blamin' him? How?
Credits
Writer(s): Vid Vucenovic, Eduardo Juarez Hernandez, Javarri Walker
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