From the recording Hood Morning Amerika Pt.2

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Lyrics

Lend me ya ear for a second
I only need a few minutes of your time
Need you to listen to my records
Like really listen talking every single line
Yea
From the beginning to the end
Yea
And if you like it bring it back
Uhh
This music ain't for the weak
Yo ass def you try to tell me this is wack

Now turn this up
Turn it up
All the way to the max uh huh

Now that I got your attention
Ima need you to relax

And focus up yea
Real talk cuz the joke is up yea

No more tears no more choking up

Waiting patiently for outside to open up

Think it's hard to breathe with your mask on

You Ever had a knee on ya neck
Ever laid face down on the concrete
Cuz a cop said you fit the descript

Ever got pulled over in a nice Hood
They gripped up cuz they feel
Like you a threat

Bet you never been through that
Cuz you not me
But If you have that's what come with being black

Facts

I was harassed for being black
Became a routine
When the cops To the back
Hands on the wall
For what
You talkin back
Got no ID they throwing you in the back
Of the car
The life of a black boy
Is hard
Enough to leave you mentally scarred
But y'all don't understand me
Trevon Martin was killed carrying candy

But Zimmerman is chillin and
The Ray Allen's ain't think twice bout ending him
You new shooters are different
Y'all air each other for rec
It's all over citizen
It's sickening

Envisioning
Positioning
Pensioning
And getting it
In increments
My sentiment
For skin color that's Melanin´┐╝ Stay true to you keep it a Benjamin
And stick with it
I was raised off respect and from love
So I come off as a gangster & a gentleman
When you doing business don't just talk to the boss get to know all the workers And the middle men

Tell'em Keep ya head up
Stack ya money and get ya bread up
Stay the course until the plans up
Gotta man up
Hold it down but always stand up for ya rights

Red & Blue lights flashing in my rear view
This is supposed to be the land of the free
I could spot fake love with a clear view
And it's looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love you
But you abide by it

Blue & Whites flashing in my rear view
This is supposed to be the land of the free
I could spot fake love with a clear view
And it's looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love you
But you abide by it

Raise a glass to the real ones
That's creating legacies for their children
My Momentum is building
I'm Getting closer to that million
But I'm aiming for a billion
You in da streetz or a civilian
Cuz there ain't no in between
The Wrong choice will get you printed on a Gildan Shirt
Go head and get your feelings
Hurt
Family all grieving in Church
Over your deadbody
Cuz the streets don't love nobody
But you swear the streets love you
And ya opps wanna slug you
But ya connect wanna plug you
Police watching and plotting
To run up on you
On you
What you accomplish sitting on corners
Shots rang out who hit call in the Coroners
Another black killed a cop made him a goner
Another black killed cuz a opp sprayed up a corner

It's really like No order

The life span of black man is getting shorter
Niggaz keep having kids abandon they daughters
Sons growing up with no father
The shit is corny

Ima keep doing my part in the world
Real talk I'm the neighborhood president

A lot of social media politicians opinions about shit they ain't fixing is irrelevant
Y'all jus be talking wild shit
Y'all talk cuz y'all got lips
But y'all don't contribute nothing
But a bunch of bull shit

Red & Blue lights flashing in my rear view
This is supposed to be the land of the free
I could spot fake love with a clear view
And it's looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep trump and have biden
The streets don't love you
But you abide by it

Blue & Whites lights flashing in my rear view
This is supposed to be the land of the free
I could spot fake love with a clear view
And it's looking crab in the barrel'ish to me
You live by it you die by it
Y'all fake news We not buying
Y'all could keep Trump and have Biden
The streets don't love you
But you abide by it

We yelling black lives matter
They yelling all lives matter
They saying blue lives matter
But do my life matter
And do your life matter
I hear all that chit chatter
What you doing that matter
Said What you doing that matter
Cuz that's all that matter
And if your life do matter
Don't let your dreams get shattered
Over your pockets getting fatter Forreal

The streets don't love you
And all money ain't good money

The streets don't love you
And all money ain't good money

The streets don't love you
And all money ain't good money

The streets don't love you
And all money ain't good money