My Ppl
My new thang look like Ariana Grande
Just a lil thicker though
Knew y'all was some hating ass niggas
When you whispered to me how you get her folk
Ask Krillin how he got 18
He and I got the same game
I been me always will be no punchline
I'm the prime example of a rough diamond
I just brush the dirt off
See the cuts on me and my skin shine
That's a nice whip, got the egg shell finish
5 percent can't tell who in it
Sitting high on them Beans getting lifted
Spliff stanky but the fit clean different
I love how you overcoming odds
Young king, young queen, raise bars
Don't spew vitriol spread knowledge
Envy is the enemy of peace gods
Please pause and pray for what we will gain and what we've lost
Blood on the leaves blood on the streets where our babies play they lil hearts out
Genocide on the word wide web
Nine bodies get you star power
Be a wiz kid start a business or go hoop
Don't become a lost file
Why you so mad dawg
I'm here for you
I fear for you as a lost child
Who's a boss now
All that block bleeding and that glock squeezing
But you not eating cause you scared to
Leave that shit alone
Y'all my people
So why y'all hate me
Y'all my people
So why we hate we
Y'all my people
We all striving for the same thing
Y'all my people why we can't get on the same page
Man y'all my people
Just a lil thicker though
Knew y'all was some hating ass niggas
When you whispered to me how you get her folk
Ask Krillin how he got 18
He and I got the same game
I been me always will be no punchline
I'm the prime example of a rough diamond
I just brush the dirt off
See the cuts on me and my skin shine
That's a nice whip, got the egg shell finish
5 percent can't tell who in it
Sitting high on them Beans getting lifted
Spliff stanky but the fit clean different
I love how you overcoming odds
Young king, young queen, raise bars
Don't spew vitriol spread knowledge
Envy is the enemy of peace gods
Please pause and pray for what we will gain and what we've lost
Blood on the leaves blood on the streets where our babies play they lil hearts out
Genocide on the word wide web
Nine bodies get you star power
Be a wiz kid start a business or go hoop
Don't become a lost file
Why you so mad dawg
I'm here for you
I fear for you as a lost child
Who's a boss now
All that block bleeding and that glock squeezing
But you not eating cause you scared to
Leave that shit alone
Y'all my people
So why y'all hate me
Y'all my people
So why we hate we
Y'all my people
We all striving for the same thing
Y'all my people why we can't get on the same page
Man y'all my people
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Writer(s): Corey Bullard
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