How many times you seen a n#gg# get this outright
Mean that without spite, bigger than his spot light
Scrolling down your timeline, you’d think you see the outlines
Money in his posts, have him dead before his deadline
You know the story though, young black man wit bigger dreams
And for him to play the game, gotta play the other team
Otherwise he’s got the man on his back or digging his pockets
Now he gotta blend in, coz anyone a target
Hella no, gotta lure em in, rope a dope
Tryna up the score on mе is hella joke
’13 King James, or likе right now, Lebron
I stay longer, I be balling with my sons
Can’t have that on a personal level, I’m not wit it
Put wings on a snitch, but dawg, this not Quidditch
I get it, you ain’t built for that, you afraid to die, imma kill for that
What I’m bout, I know I’m real for that
Spend a couple G’s, with the G’s, on sone b#llsh#t
Who sh#t gone touch me, you dudes all spooky
Renaissance spitter, barely ever heard any better
The way that I move is automatic on pressure
Let’s get it, oh no
Sliding on a beat, so cold
Bro I don’t bend, I don’t fold
Imma keep it a stack, by any means necessary
P City, spitter, emissary, come f#ck with me
My brother waiting on the move, they know it’s up with me, harder than concrete
I see the lil boy in the shell of ya skin
I see you for the b#tch that’s within
You know to tell a lie is a sinn
n#gg# who do you fear?
Don’t run
The killers are here
Don’t front
The realest is here
Young n#gg#s on the street
Situation is wild
All the while, tryna father a child
Now who you think of?
Probably homies, probably enemies
Ducking felonies and misdemeanours
Screaming, “f#ck all the deputies”
Probably a no face stranger
The point I try to make, that in this race we all up against systematic danger
What you scared for?
Everyday I gotta fight for everything I care for
I mean woah, woah, woah
What you scare scared for?
Bricks on the line, don’t know how you can’t score
For real, If I was written in Braille still couldn’t feel me, feel me
Moving in silence just like the real
What up to the hip hop tourists
Can’t knock the hustle of a hip-hop purist
n#gg#
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