Black Thoughts

Bear witness, young greatness so bear with me
 This black excellence understand that it's here with me
 Son of a soldier ain't a single ounce of fear in me
 Standing triumph man I know you hear them cheering me
 Voice of the people, came from the streets, I know the block
 Shookn it up so much now it's Bubblin like a soda pop
 Mama cryin, babies dying victim of these circumstances
 We just chalk it up to the game, we never heard of chances
 System never made for us, so we always made for us
 Grind, hustle, hustle, grind tryna get that paper up
 Savage, ratchet, ghetto badkstard see just how they label us
 They say respect the law, but bruh that shit was never made for us
 Racially fucked up, niggaz can't even see the blessin
 See I'm confused y'all arguin over skin complexion
 When there's a war against us we could've intercept it
 We could've bound together shit we could've been the weapon
 Strapped up against oppression, turn these Ls into a lesson
 Hold in church in these streets, in preaching til they get the message
 On the road of life you see me coasting through the intersection
 Teach you how to rise up if you interested Let me speak
 See they don't understand the hurdles that we gotta beat
 Been fighting for so long homie and it's kinda weak
 Only choice is to hustle and move a pound a week
 This is survival my nigga, my family gotta eat
 Gettin outta poverty listen that is the new wave
 Make nothing outta something it's nothing that's how we do things
 Young boy Spittin out fire like I was Like i was Liu Kang
 No more real niggaz we turning ourselves to New Kings
 Yeah All praise to the new queens
 The ones who quote solange but still listen to 2 Chainz
 We got it out the mud but really it ain't no new thing
 A dollar still a dollar even if it's only loose change
 Hell yeah im cookin now, James Harden wippin up
 Puttin all my peoples on, C the God with the Plug
 No slander if I see you fall, I'm only tryna lift you up
 Shooting for the top because that spot was always meant for us
 They subtle with the bullshit, H & M with the diss
 Brag before they hit they mark, Swaggy P with the Miss
 My niggaz still cookin up, Lil B with the wrist
 Whip a couple jewels up, Mr. t in this bitch
 Body marked up by the words of my niggaz
 Who lived a righteous life but was slained by the triggaZ
 On the chase for them figgaz, Stuntin on Niggaz passionate
 Fighting like Collin Kaepernick, never livin that average shit
 Money, hoes the infaction with
 So we pushing dem packages
 Playing a dirty game my nigga we livin hazardous
 Demon or devil, Jason or Freddy, Jada or Fabolous
 A struggle when you falling, so Niggaz just get ya grabbin shit
 So scared to take the L so Niggaz be quick to grab the stick
 Like you ain't down 20 my nigga you should've passed the shits
 Couldn't fight the dub, now Niggaz grabbing the snub
 You know the type when they losing, quick to pull the plug
 They sending out fake love, disguising that shit like fam now
 Ops standing up my nigga you better stand down
 Lyricallly I'm crack in the 80s, I'm hittin Niggaz hard
 I'm like a racist ass judge, I'm givin Niggaz bars