Privilege

The rain is gone
The kids are outside
My skin is pale
I could use sunlight
(Use sunlight)
Shit, I mean I need it
(I need it)
I could feel it
(I could feel it)
This is privilege
Hit the streets
(Hit it one time)
Then I hit a red light
(See a man)
See a man just standing outside
Thinking to myself like,
"Nigga, how you wear that jacket?"
It's one hundred degrees oh
But then I see that basket
I'm thinking where has he come from?
There ain't no Target round this way
He asked me if I had 20 dollars
only had my credit card he said
"Oh well, God bless young man"
He's just a product of a failed society
filtered to the rich life cities
I see it too often
(Often)
It's listened as normal
(Normal)
The clouds coming back in now
I could've done something more
But I can feel it
This is privilege
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(Hit the streets)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)
(See a man)
(This is privilege)



Credits
Writer(s): Kobe Banks
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