Annie put you on, she don’t know about tomorrow
Running back to homeland like you wasn’t borrowed
Take care
You know the way they feel about you
‘Cause you ‘macchiato-colored,’ girl
And you switch when you move
It smell like cocoa butter, soul food
All the white they sold you
n#gg#s in they hatchbacks
Freestylin’ to old school
All got AF1s on and they double as our church shoes
Know it’s graduation day but can I wear my FUBU?
You wanna see my laundry list?
I wanna be on 106
I wanna rock the freshest kicks
I wanna be like normal kids
Occupy the streets until you occupy that cell
And it’s a shame you still the same
‘Cause you can’t move around too well
n#gg#s starve or make a sell
Or the hood move on to jail
I’m a baby with some lunch debt and some shoes that I can’t fill
Lost in the fine print
Gone into hiding
Little ziploc and he
Lost to confinement
And I
Wish I was grown
Want a house to call my own
Get up out my home
Running from the red lights
Mama trippin’ big time
Like I told you so
I still get to free roam
But we gotta be home
When the lights come on
I’m singing my lungs out
I don’t got no guns how
I don’t scream, I don’t shout
And I never thought I’d die with the sun out
You wanna see my laundry list?
I wanna be on 106
I wanna rock the freshest kicks
I wanna be like normal kids
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