Lyrics
Said I'm done being hung, so it's fuck the Americans
Fuck the experience strung with embarrassment
Kill my brother for some dumb shit
Expect us to be humble Samaritans
Done with the burials, what is we cherishing?
Pain done trickled down our family trees
Niggas moving loveless and arrogant
Functionless marriages
Drug use and carriages
Shawty said I'm just a "fuck nigga"
Told her I was done with comparisons
Said I'm done with comparisons
Ventilate
My niggas keep a bag full of gas
For the empty whip we tripping on
Whenever we move Interstatе
I hope my shit don't crash
Hope the troopеr didn't notice when we passed
Pray we make it through and getaway
And get up out it
My homie moving reckless, nigga been about it
Don't OD if he check us keep yo' wits about ya
He quick to load the clip shoot some shit don't doubt it
Vroom vroom
Skrt off
Just a lil' slap on the wrist
And the homies was laughing
How crackas got choppas
And still seem to act like a bitch
Momma just call my phone
And she ask where I'm goin'
I said "I be back in a bit"
'Cause I gotta back in the mix
Niggas thought we slacking off quick
'Cause it's hard being black in America
They gon put that lil' target on top of yo head
And shoot when yo' actions is scaring 'em
I don't wanna be packed no Hearst
I'ont wanna be front of no news clip
Not no Kapernick, slapped on the dirt
They will kill me like nothing that's true shit
This be acting like black is a curse
That's why I medicate
I hit the gas, then hit the gas
Said last time will be my last
But I been low I need to elevate
My nigga, he just passed
I'm kind of sad to know last time will be my last
I hope he makes it up to heaven's gate
Shit I doubt it, did a lot of dirt just tryna get up out it
Imagine my perspective 'cause I was with him wilding
I take another hit and try to forget about it
Uh, too soon, my dawg
I said that life is a bitch
Trying hard not to slip
But I can't get a grip with all my vices and shit
All my niggas is groomed like we jumped the broom
And they throwing rice in this bitch
They thinking the soon the world is against us
He said it don't pay to be pensive
I said peace of mind is expensive
And he beg to differ but everything comes with a price
Police write a reality check, nigga you pay the cost with your life
All this racial tension so thick
I'm convinced you can cut all this shit with a knife
He ask why I even put up a fight?
It's 'cause I know that they won't hesitate
Throw my ass in body bags, zip me up and joke and laugh
'Cause they hate me but they will never say
The reason why they mad is 'cause I'm black
Well I guess I would be too if I wasn't thank you for everything
Get up out it
My niggas, them my niggas, call them nigga proudly
Some days, I feel like I don't know how to feel about it
Some days, I feel like I can't even do shit about it
So fuck the world
(You have "3" new message)
Yo, can yall niggas stop that rapping shit?
Like, I'm trying to vibe
Y'all niggas got me in my motherfucking bag
Fuck the experience strung with embarrassment
Kill my brother for some dumb shit
Expect us to be humble Samaritans
Done with the burials, what is we cherishing?
Pain done trickled down our family trees
Niggas moving loveless and arrogant
Functionless marriages
Drug use and carriages
Shawty said I'm just a "fuck nigga"
Told her I was done with comparisons
Said I'm done with comparisons
Ventilate
My niggas keep a bag full of gas
For the empty whip we tripping on
Whenever we move Interstatе
I hope my shit don't crash
Hope the troopеr didn't notice when we passed
Pray we make it through and getaway
And get up out it
My homie moving reckless, nigga been about it
Don't OD if he check us keep yo' wits about ya
He quick to load the clip shoot some shit don't doubt it
Vroom vroom
Skrt off
Just a lil' slap on the wrist
And the homies was laughing
How crackas got choppas
And still seem to act like a bitch
Momma just call my phone
And she ask where I'm goin'
I said "I be back in a bit"
'Cause I gotta back in the mix
Niggas thought we slacking off quick
'Cause it's hard being black in America
They gon put that lil' target on top of yo head
And shoot when yo' actions is scaring 'em
I don't wanna be packed no Hearst
I'ont wanna be front of no news clip
Not no Kapernick, slapped on the dirt
They will kill me like nothing that's true shit
This be acting like black is a curse
That's why I medicate
I hit the gas, then hit the gas
Said last time will be my last
But I been low I need to elevate
My nigga, he just passed
I'm kind of sad to know last time will be my last
I hope he makes it up to heaven's gate
Shit I doubt it, did a lot of dirt just tryna get up out it
Imagine my perspective 'cause I was with him wilding
I take another hit and try to forget about it
Uh, too soon, my dawg
I said that life is a bitch
Trying hard not to slip
But I can't get a grip with all my vices and shit
All my niggas is groomed like we jumped the broom
And they throwing rice in this bitch
They thinking the soon the world is against us
He said it don't pay to be pensive
I said peace of mind is expensive
And he beg to differ but everything comes with a price
Police write a reality check, nigga you pay the cost with your life
All this racial tension so thick
I'm convinced you can cut all this shit with a knife
He ask why I even put up a fight?
It's 'cause I know that they won't hesitate
Throw my ass in body bags, zip me up and joke and laugh
'Cause they hate me but they will never say
The reason why they mad is 'cause I'm black
Well I guess I would be too if I wasn't thank you for everything
Get up out it
My niggas, them my niggas, call them nigga proudly
Some days, I feel like I don't know how to feel about it
Some days, I feel like I can't even do shit about it
So fuck the world
(You have "3" new message)
Yo, can yall niggas stop that rapping shit?
Like, I'm trying to vibe
Y'all niggas got me in my motherfucking bag
