Sincerely N****s
Let me talk my shit nigga
Yeah
Partially functional
The judge got me uncomfortable
The cops kill us then they lock up Mr. Huxtable
Switch it up so I can vent I got a sense for such
They higher learnings always taught us we was made to run
I write this letter and I hope you get it
I addressed and I intend to send it get offended
No get a clue
I know you think you know our truth
Like your uncle or your cousin or your brother neck done felt a noose
See niggas die for shit that we don't do
You know what's fucked up first we kill each other then we killed by you
Ooh
I think I need to find another use
Tho its too deep for intros I gotta let it loose
Who am I the use of eyes won't see my truth inside
My cooler side still a furnace don't flip my pillows now
My nikes tied and I'm pacing out on the tortoise grounds
The loudest one be the weakest I never make a sound
I observe what's around when I don't know the crowd
From a King to a God ain't never need no crowns
I gotta make a move see I gotta do this now
Even if they know my dreams I know that they can't shoot em down
Damn
Had to talk my shit nigga
Ay three nine you crazy for this one nigga
I feel this shit with my soul I swear
Preaching to the muthafuckin' gospel nigga
Let me talk my shit nigga
Yeah
Ooh
Holdup
Lets find a better use
Though it's too deep for intros I gotta let it loose
Cut the noose
I seen some shit that's hella crazy
Like mamas using obituaries for decorations
He's a legend he whipped it like Harden celebrating
Damn
I guess that's how we self sustaining
Damn
Selling dope don't need no credit rating
Then these young niggas take it instead of meditating
I don't see too many graduations
Lacking education lacking the fathers that's supposed to elevate us
My nigga Benny said the streets ain't got a pension
The Judge that see your skin and make examples from a sentence
The system rigged writing my letter sincerely niggas
This year is like a zoo and they label us the gorillas
That's word to wisdom word to my children wake up my niggas gotta get out
Trust in your brother just stick your neck out
Won't miss out
I'm loving my woman I got my rib out
Ahhh
Felt that shit nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Partially functional
The judge got me uncomfortable
The cops kill us then they lock up Mr. Huxtable
Switch it up so I can vent I got a sense for such
They higher learnings always taught us we was made to run
I write this letter and I hope you get it
I addressed and I intend to send it get offended
No get a clue
I know you think you know our truth
Like your uncle or your cousin or your brother neck done felt a noose
See niggas die for shit that we don't do
You know what's fucked up first we kill each other then we killed by you
Ooh
I think I need to find another use
Tho its too deep for intros I gotta let it loose
Who am I the use of eyes won't see my truth inside
My cooler side still a furnace don't flip my pillows now
My nikes tied and I'm pacing out on the tortoise grounds
The loudest one be the weakest I never make a sound
I observe what's around when I don't know the crowd
From a King to a God ain't never need no crowns
I gotta make a move see I gotta do this now
Even if they know my dreams I know that they can't shoot em down
Damn
Had to talk my shit nigga
Ay three nine you crazy for this one nigga
I feel this shit with my soul I swear
Preaching to the muthafuckin' gospel nigga
Let me talk my shit nigga
Yeah
Ooh
Holdup
Lets find a better use
Though it's too deep for intros I gotta let it loose
Cut the noose
I seen some shit that's hella crazy
Like mamas using obituaries for decorations
He's a legend he whipped it like Harden celebrating
Damn
I guess that's how we self sustaining
Damn
Selling dope don't need no credit rating
Then these young niggas take it instead of meditating
I don't see too many graduations
Lacking education lacking the fathers that's supposed to elevate us
My nigga Benny said the streets ain't got a pension
The Judge that see your skin and make examples from a sentence
The system rigged writing my letter sincerely niggas
This year is like a zoo and they label us the gorillas
That's word to wisdom word to my children wake up my niggas gotta get out
Trust in your brother just stick your neck out
Won't miss out
I'm loving my woman I got my rib out
Ahhh
Felt that shit nigga
Yeah
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