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That's where you niggas got it fucked up and twisted They ain't scared about just a regular Black Man in America, yeah, they fear that nigga too But they fear the independent man They fear the nigga who goes out and gets his They fear the nigga that goes out and Says, "I ain't takin' no for an answer" They fear the man that says, "I'ma do it, I'ma make the corporation" They fear the man that thinks above the employee position They fear the man that wants to be a boss They fear the Black man in America who's accomplished When you step outside When you're in that Benz, when you're in that Bentley And you shine and you got your ice and your jewelry on They fear you, nigga Niggas gotta be stupid to not see what's goin' on out here They tryna black out every single successful Black man in America If bein' Black is bein culture, what's the cancel culture? Sound like some white shit them niggas planted on us The cops killin' only heroes on the cam recorders When major corporations ramblin' 'bout niggas on Twitter When all they did was put BLM in they handles for us Open your eyes, they ain't standin' for us It's 2020, been a year, God planned it for us A lot of things he got, plan it for us I'm in the ring like Rocky I got a shot type Aki, but it'll steal a score What's everybody in they feelings for? It's 'cause I'm aimin' at the ceilin' floor Still poppin' on these niggas, waitin' while they slither When I'm comin', they can feel it more The blogs only want my words just to switch 'em more What do you do when the court lawyers is tellin' you not to talk And as soon you don't, you playin' the villain for it? You got a lot of feelings still in store I'm still hearin' stories, that nigga talkin' 'bout Tory is over I'm God's child, I'm one of his most glorious soldiers I'm workin' at the old man's, custodian, quota I'm notorious for the stories of overcomin' the poorest of situations And comin' out glorious from 'em Niggas taught us to sell dope when you bored in the summer He was lackin' a couple cast, then got caught in the summer Pulled up on him They started clappin' his dome in the summer, no wonder That was my dawg, I used to fuck with him hard He pull up to the tour bus with the dawgs He used to tell me I'm a Don and I'm a prince And how I come with the charm And laughed back and say, "Don't fuck with no frauds" 'Lil cuz, you a star Take me to the back, bust a cigar Told me rap and stop hustlin' raw, but I was doublin' hard Next step, cop comin' in car and you Was always there to bust up a charge Shit just fucked with me hard Now it's pannin' out, news cameras standin' out Wrongfully accused but on the news is what the man about Even my own friends hands wasn't out Tell me, what that's all about? Fame got us fallin' out Niggas hated on me, made me grind harder It's gon' be people that gon' switch when the times harder The door's open for a short line of niggas and it figures It's the time, I ain't tryna make my line longer I made my mind stronger I made my heart colder I work the best when my back was up at the wall for ya I'm goin' through some changes, close friends turn to strangers I'm tryna turn the pages even though it's anger in my heart for ya Yeah, more important than ever The snow is fallin' on my brain in the coldest December I tell a lie like, "Yo, I'm fine," but I'm holdin' together I'm back on pace for the race I'm at a rate where niggas just start Blowin' this cheddar so damn hard that I part ways With both of my hoes and had 'em both trippin' out and goin' together For all the ones that know me better, you know I'm fed up The only way to hold a set up is to know a set up I don't like to do this, y'all just act like I ain't human Please don't listen to the rumors that they try alludin' I've never hit no woman, why the fuck would I just do this? This be that dark label shit, them niggas tryna do me I know the secrets and I know the fuckery And they don't want me to say nothin' so they tryna shut— (Uh) But God the only one in line to judge me The other side and kind is ugly and they tryna fuck me, yeah What happened to the times of helpin' self? When we dehumanizin' celebrities with mental health Don't know the story, so we make one and upset ourselves So nowadays, I feel the pain from certain niggas I ain't never felt We just marched in unity about us bein' brothers And y'all ain't even hear my side, that's how we bein' brothers? It's kinda crazy, white folks ain't even sayin' nothin' Only celebs I'm seein' hatin' are my same color Get it together, we gotta get it together My nigga, we Black skin and we gotta live it together Fuck how you feelin' about me, we got a mission together You gotta listen, 'cause God, he gotta get his endeavor, preach Tory, you in this situation, not because he's hatin' He's usin' Megan as a vessel and a test of faith and Even when you at the bottom, it's when he makes his way in God, thank you for turnin' me into a demonstration
Writer(s): Shante Franklin, Josh Crocker, Kari Faux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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