Black Amerikkka

White man just want me to be a slave to his system
Black man plotting on me want me to be another victim
It's cold in this world in the streets this shit Vicious
Remember nights roman noodles on paper dishes
Kept on the light to scare the roach in the kitchen
My girl held me down her fine ass always tripping
Weighing up that work in the trap we call em benches
Plug showing love our relationship long distance

America it's fuck ya you took me to hell
15 for curfew you took me jail
16 I bought a 7 and I bought me a scale
By the age of 17 I'm use to sitting in a cell
By 18 I had paid my 5th time making bail
19 a clock nine and a red Gucci belt
Age of 20 Selling p's and sipping lean by myself
Ain't nobody gone help you gotta do it for self
21 I met Tuan and I made my first dime
By the age of 22 all my homies was dying
By the age of 23 they took big T off these streets
Lost his life Before his family streets lost 200 p's
Take my mind Off some shit I had to drive to the D
Seeing murder all around thinking next could be me
I ain't Wrestling this ain't tekken got that kill tec on me
Self made Don't give a fuck of what you think about me

Momma when they gone repay us for enslavement and that trauma
They feel no shame while we in pain like it's behind us
We built this county with our blood where the fuck is our love
Ain't hooked to chains but still a slave what the fuck is freedom
You say I'm racist okay fuck it they don't like us either
It get cold in these streets gotta keep a heater
Everybody earning strips like them adidas
Black woman hold us down cause we just need love



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Writer(s): Dequantae Colbert
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