Someday

We're gonna make it out someday, we're gonna make it out someday yeah
We're gonna make it out someday, we're gonna make it out someday yeah
We're gonna make it out someday, we're gonna make it out someday yeah
We're gonna make it out someday

I'm from a place where crack fiends put Louis clothes on black queens
And black peace is far fetched for black teens
Most black kids are left up in the trap and if you're lucky
You can rap or you can possibly get picked for the track team
The government been setting us up
Cos if we stop consumerism they ain't netting enough
And they been keeping us apart cos we ain't wedding enough
Instead of saying that we're trash, start spreading the love
Open gram and see another comparison
Cop a gyal a bag or be the brudda that's bagging it
The attitudes coming from our women embarrassing
Shaming on your gram is only feeding the narrative
The narrative that niggas ain't shit
Cos we can only do our best when you give us a lift
We could get this shit together if you learn to submit
Your tongue could either be a curse on us or could be a gift



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Writer(s): Chef Risky
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