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Yeah, I was on corner, tryna get my coins up
Coppers run up on us and we turn to Joyner
White man kill a man, they never report us
Black man kill a white man, they start a war up
Mama she was sour, sippin' on the
Young niggas brainwashed, they wanna rap and hoop
Could've been a lawyer until they and shackled you
Felons on your records so jobs ain't gettin' back at you
Them ain't eat yet, so you can't even sleep yet
the only thing we ever saw, we repeat that
They was playing ball, fouled him hard, said I'd be
Broad day, threw his life away, as he clapped
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his relapse
Damn, they don't
Comin' from the bottom, so hard to make a plan
them kids beefin', they let it get out of hand
OGs told us nothin' in advance
Young niggas young niggas, shit is like the Klan, I said
Told my young nigga, "You the man," I
You don't end up like my man Ahmed
Praying five times a day, on his head
Screamin' Lord that he don't make it to the feds
Caught up in the system, from his sister
Talkin' all these niggas, how they ain't even with him
Said they would or die, but it ain't even in 'em
Always postin' on the 'Gram, but hey sendin' pictures
Never answer when you call, but answer for them
Got you thinking twice, I should've been a witness
Dismantle my business, just my story
All guns, no glory, been on before me
We slaves in the '40s, still slaves in the
No for Christmas, ain't get us no presents
Only us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and
Grew up with the goons, now he protection
He dropped outta school, he got arrested
with a blessing, I just hope he learned his lesson
They told us, if we go to jail, we would be
They told us, if we a sale, we would run a check in
a rock out in that field, and got intercepted
He stumbled, he fumbled, y'all niggas just
They told you to hustle, niggas don't love you

Young American, (na na)
Wanna like the fairer skin, (na na)
to the paradigm, (na na)
Occupied on Marilyn, (na na)
The of the wild nigga, no church
My uncles said bitching nigga, no skirts
It's kinda crazy there's another world on the side of town
Pastor rollin' up in Rolls
Pullin' up in that Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by the Bible
The destruction, the
The obstruction of my
My prayers, my
never be the same

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