DRINKING GOOD (feat. Eimaral Sol)

My mother think I'm sick
 She smelled that liquor on my breath
 Liquor on my breath
 They killed my brother, shit
 I saw those blood stains on his chest
 Blood stains on his chest
 I'm drinking good (drinking good)
 Face it your wasted
 
 Roll through my hood (through my hood)
 Face it you're wasted
 Tell me how you feel
 Brothers getting killed, mother getting old
 Want to sell my soul
 Want to leave it dead
 Want to give it all
 Want to give it all
 
 I'm drinking good (drinking good)
 Face it your wasted
 
 Roll through my hood (through my hood)
 Face it you're wasted
 Guns loaded, tell the Savior I am on my way
 Another nigga shot and killed it's just another day
 Gripping on this pistol, hope that's shit will set me free
 They gone stop killing all these black people
 Someday-ay-ay
 This story of a young black man
 Shot down with a gun in his hand
 His mother starts to cry
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 This story of a young black man
 Shot down with a gun in his hand
 His mother starts to cry
 
 So his mom screams why
 Why me
 My son had a college degree
 God fearing, prayed on two knees but
 These things those cops can't see
 They see a light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga
 Light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga
 Still a nigga
 Still a nigga
 They see a light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga
 Dumb nigga, smart nigga
 High nigga, low nigga
 Run nigga, run nigga
 Hands to the sky, nigga
 Freeze nigga, please nigga
 Fears in your eyes, nigga
 They don't really care if we dead or alive nigga
 Dead or alive nigga, dead or alive nigga
 Nigga and flies, oh how they despise
 The more they see niggas the or they like flies, yeah
 More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah
 More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah
 More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah
 More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah