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a damn bout the trauma come after
Don't give a damn that the momma gotta raise ha daughter cause father was shot by a cracker
My daddy was barley in 20s

tryna limit you
Aint gotta lay your life to pay the price boy I'm living proof
Head chef never needed sous
Fit for this you see the suit
I took a lost

next generation of kings to raise next
Black boys, more endangered than rare species
Gotta teach them there's no limit to where their peaks be
That's my

counterfeit bills
A lot of rappers talk too much, I don't condone that
Might get your wig split, could get your phone tap
 
 
No jewels, low key, with

up I will show them strength
Go and get your boys need an army just take me down
Cause even if my bones are broken you can never break me down

Nowhere

Ay, Pro-Club tee, black jeans on
I don't need no these imposters
Takin' my boys off the corners
Dealin' with GOAT level problems
So no offers
Or send

That you don't get laid
By the flying strays
Duck season lil' homie
Hit the highway
Gold trippin' got that chain
Swingin' both ways
Anneh Syze
Do it like

between me and you I can hustle seven bands
Multiply that paper by ten in nine months I'll be the trend ha
Get in the game make him fumble hit stick break

call Him or Abba
Language different the spirit but it ain't no Rasta
Leaders of the pack
Supercharged by the super man, we ain't talkin soljah boy, He

What else is a poor boy supposed to do?
I emptied my wallet, my head and my shoes
Lord, I believe I've got the workingman's blues

I walk into the barber

Innocent black bodies laying dead in the street
All over crack sales or by the hands of police
So I care less about clothes cars and jewelry
Leave that for

they keep steppin
And I keep on trekking
My way to the crest
I won't settle for second
Niggas who stressing me out
Will kicked in they mouth by a King

Ever since I started they been hating since
That’s a major risk
Uh
My team really heartless
All black attire we ain’t seen in the darkness
I gotta drive

Reeves
I’m feelin like Khaled in this bitch cus I got the keys
I’m at the top, I can’t leave
Black Lives Matter, I cant Breathe
Don’t get me started, I

the trades not your average Joel
The new black twang still I'm aboriginal
Give you bars like British weather unpredictable
Tunes for a grown folk I ain't

I love ya
I love ya
You know how we get down
It's by any means necessary
I love ya
Man I shed tears writing this shit
On everything
Hmmm
It's Jay

the edges
But got dammit I'm smooth
Gotta swag like the young boys
I'm still old school
Black entrepreneur network is wat I pledge the oath 2
Gotta get more

See I've got all this venom that is stuck inside
Black Mamba
See me then you run and hide
But you need me, come and please me 
Quick be round in five

flipping keys, now they brick masons
Thin patience, hurry up, ya Lyft waiting
All these rappers, that I go against is obsolete
Bunch of D riders, and they

a
Hook in their teeth then I flick back
They can’t talk about a big trap
Mula bought a house wid da keys that’s a big trap
But I dunno why they doubt me

just what I mean
Can't trust the downtown boys in their black suits and ties
I can hear them say if we can't sell it how will we get paid
It pathes

the bean the molly boy life is a trip
Two bands for the fit Gucci sweater with the rips
Took two shots of henny plus the bean and I dosed off talking on my

a wraith, my bro a black benz
Niggas got my lyrics in they captions
Big body beep, when it back in
New amiri jeans, cost me a rack yeah
I stay with the keys

that
All the money we were spending was stolen
And it was stolen by me
Shit, go ahead and throw away the key