How We Feelin'
You don't know how we feelin'
Everyday somebody momma keep losing they children, if this shit's what comes with Being black I'll lose my dealings no I don't do drugs but I get high to stop this feeling, I Get on my knees and I ask God for forgiveness. Tears falling out my eyes as I see all These killings; I don't want my kids growing up thinking someone gone get them. I Promise to God if I ever lose a nigga, imma find the cop and imma make that boy my Victim
Not another they just killed a brother not for nothing serious, because of his color. That Shit's crazy what the fuck they told his mother. They just hit lil bruh with Heat no Jimmy Butler I'm in my thoughts now nahh I don't wanna talk now, they shot Jacob Blake and He can't even walk now on the news all they gone do is talk down run up on us silly and My boys and we gone rock out.
(You don't know we livin'
You don't know we feelin')
You don't know how we feelin'
Everyday somebody momma keep losing they children, if this shit's what comes with Being black I'll lose my dealings no I don't do drugs but I get high to stop this feeling, I Get on my knees and I ask God for forgiveness. Tears falling out my eyes as I see all These killings; I don't want my kids growing up thinking someone gone get them. I Promise to God if I ever lose a nigga, imma find the cop and imma make that boy my Victim
Yeah
(You don't know we feelin'
You don't know we feelin')
Everyday somebody momma keep losing they children, if this shit's what comes with Being black I'll lose my dealings no I don't do drugs but I get high to stop this feeling, I Get on my knees and I ask God for forgiveness. Tears falling out my eyes as I see all These killings; I don't want my kids growing up thinking someone gone get them. I Promise to God if I ever lose a nigga, imma find the cop and imma make that boy my Victim
Not another they just killed a brother not for nothing serious, because of his color. That Shit's crazy what the fuck they told his mother. They just hit lil bruh with Heat no Jimmy Butler I'm in my thoughts now nahh I don't wanna talk now, they shot Jacob Blake and He can't even walk now on the news all they gone do is talk down run up on us silly and My boys and we gone rock out.
(You don't know we livin'
You don't know we feelin')
You don't know how we feelin'
Everyday somebody momma keep losing they children, if this shit's what comes with Being black I'll lose my dealings no I don't do drugs but I get high to stop this feeling, I Get on my knees and I ask God for forgiveness. Tears falling out my eyes as I see all These killings; I don't want my kids growing up thinking someone gone get them. I Promise to God if I ever lose a nigga, imma find the cop and imma make that boy my Victim
Yeah
(You don't know we feelin'
You don't know we feelin')
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Writer(s): Demetris Bennett
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