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Some things in life we don’t always process
Yo, Some things we don’t know yet
Dad died, had me scratching my head, I was only 11 outside tryna protest
My little bro done it bait broad day but what can I say, he don’t know less
Trigger finger’s itchy, but something’s telling me just focus
Something’s telling me just focus then something’s telling me don’t look back
Then something’s telling me go woosh and push and something’s telling me don’t cook that
Uhh uh, we ain’t giving no corn when we drop that
Junebug too loose if he swing one first, 100 pеrcent he’ll drop back

Broadwater farm wе don’t leave it's that
Of course it’s black lives matter but opps try pull up, we beating it back
I swear it’s as real as that
Neek out the car with a woi I swear there’s no healing back
Tek ting those in the Cali, down that Maggy, I swear it’s got me feeling frass
Real badman back mash and buss off the bruckback bruck off and left that lock off
Sure you wan take that top off suck off fried all night won’t log off
Just took an L, gon’ make it a one off
They was lit back then now they gone off
When me and my slime jump out of the ride, make your whole block run off
(No problem, no problem)

This life we come never safe cah we in these streets
Show me the difference that's between to you and me
How could you compare a stringle to police?
Look at all the monsters they compare us to
Oooh, why’d you think we wouldn’t share places with you?
Even though we in these streets, jesus gon feel it through (We go feel this through)
Lord forgive me if I bust my gun
I ain’t dying by the hands of somebody’s son

Yo
Young star in the hood, let me make it clear
I told bro we gon’ make it fair
If I get a 100 and you get 50, cause you’re my brother of course I’ll share
Black lives matter, it’s sad to say when I take it there, we can take it there
Ayy, they still see me and smile when I’m in Moncler
Yo, they still see me and smile when i come through the entrance
So bro keep your head up high, got 21 years it’s a very long sentence
Bow, they won’t sign but I’m still independent
Got props in my bag cah I’m all time, school time, now I got him on my pendant

Rat, upgrade this ride and I’ve come a long way from staining guys
This stuff not worth it, blade on my side
KMT, just a day in my life
Climb to the top, no wasting time
Feds want me to stop like I’m braking a bike
What a shame on them guys, black lives matter, we’re staying alive
Bad one wan’ ride like a bike, grip on the .5, she’s getting on pipes
Slide inside, she’s getting all hype, she told me I’m one of a kind
She’s rating my vibes, she’s rating the life, she don’t care about raving at night
She only care about baking her mind, got the young boys out here staying at night
(No problem, no problem)

This life we come never safe cah we in these streets
Show me the difference that's between you and me
How could you compare a stringle to police?
Look at all the monsters they compare us to
Oooh, why’d you think we wouldn’t share places with you?
Even though we in these streets we jesus gon feel this through(We gon feel it through)
Lord forgive me if I bust my gun
I ain’t dying by the hands of somebody’s son

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