Lyrics:
to auditions, but I didn't get admitted
Defeat it felt imminent, but I didn't just admit it
Why am I so limited by my condition
While these other kids are out
bullets skeetin'
That's all we know so that's how we go grab the ski mask for disguisin'
Can't let him see me cause he gon' know me and it'll be too
how are ya doin'
Sorry ya can't get through
But leave your name (uh)
And your number
And I'll get back to you
Once again it's another rap bandit
Nigga you don't live by the thug code
It's levels to this shit it's metals in this shit
And several niggas get introduced to the snub nose
Stomp niggas
time
Then she came like Ah!
That's why I'm in it and I can't get out
(That's all them can do (say wah, say wah))
That's why I'm in it and I can't
In the tint black
With the big back
When I get back
Imma pimp that
Boy that's big fact
Boy that's big fact
I been getting love overseas
Fuck it if I'm
about 14,15 but
I wanna better my craft, get better at what I do
But I hope y’all like it, so uh, here you go)
I’m that nigga from the 573
Up on the beach
Wanna go four for four
Buy a four by four
With an all-black matte
And a sunroof
You ain't seen nothing yet
Imma keep saying this
Til my legacy runs
much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
Spittin in the cops face but we get murdered when we try it
I'm sick
I dread the day when I got my hands up all of sudden I'm hit
6 shots to da back Bc
And a good girl in my tax bracket
Got a black card that'll let Saks have it
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, black
band wood ,
That black flag swag is part of my man hood,
That pistol on that seat its just keepin ya man good,
Ill pop his top like drops and can goods,
up, now it’s about time to be a man
Gonna kick all emotion down the road like a can
It’s a new day, catch up to the times, get with it
Lay the smooth
this world, I don't abide by them
And for food, my fam need the fine options
We gone stop all these noodles and hot pockets
Find another income, we are
And I'm so loved by the white people
That they could approach me in the back of a dark alley with a black hoodie (true)
It's as real as it gets (true)
It's
buy no weed from them losers
I rap how I want
In my hood
I'm owed some dues bruh
Talking that shit
Ah get you hit
I know some young BDs
That ah kill for
be duplicated by computer
We gon' set it off, we gon' set it off
Something on my chest and I gotta get it off
So we gon' let it off, catch it like
classic boombasctic
Studied all the styles and got nasty at it
Like a Thelonius Monk, I travel in peace
Left on right on black man from the east
We don't
the storm if it didn't snow
Bitch I be chilling while a bitch pop a Nigga bumps
Hard head make a soft ass I'm Finna get em jumped
White ones turned to red
shit
Man it's real life
I never say this shit twice
It's off of the top
All these bitches on my phone trying to offer the wop cause they know my eternal
All I wanted was some chips
I wanna take my business else where
But where?
Cause who in the hell cares
About a black man with a black need
They wanna
I spent a hunnid on Tees, money been growin on trees
We did it all for the culture, I black out everything
Coppin a chain for the team, niggas get
Black men are just as likely as anyone to have depression
But less likely to get help for it
Black men... seem to suffer, disproportionally (Yea yea
what's mine
But I'll burn it to shreds, before they get one dime
And to them, it's a hurtin' fact
Because it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it
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