And that's when they say they saw these two groups of men arugin' outside
And the arugin' then escalated to gun violence between the two groups
The US broke year another record for new Coronavirus infections just yesterday
As cases continue to rise nationwide
This man kneeled on a man's neck
For eight minutes and forty-six seconds
Yeah, look
They say pain don't last forever, that shit a myth
Bein' real gon' be your curse and a nigga's gift
That block cold before the winter hit
The streets don't love a soul and boy, this shit don't come with memberships
That judge hate us but with years, he get generous
Still we Barry Bonds, riskin' stripes just to make a digit flip
All we know is jump shots and pistol grips
Or call a play and try and run that shit like Emmitt Smith
Run it up then we run it to the dealership
Damn, I know that's some nigga shit
They still think we slaves but only nah, they ain't sendin' ships
And laws don't give charge when they pop us, they just gettin' it quick
Oldheads said, "A change comin'," he could feel the shift
I told 'em, "Keep dreamin', school, not from where my vision sit"
And I know bread can't fix it all, I ain't ignorant
But broke don't fix a motherfuckin' thing, my focus gettin' rich
Or die tryin', I came in with only fifty cent
Independent, doin' it biggie on some Diddy shit
Nigga, yeah, I'm tryna chase a buck
They call him underdog for a reason, my only way is up
See y'all could play that foreign role with them, you can't fake with us
Bread don't make you real just like that pistol, that don't make you tough
It's stress when you down, but it get better when that paper touch
Get up off your ass and go and grind if I ain't sayin' enough
Shootin' money to my cous' until he out the can
In pictures we look like legends in the South of France
Open shirt, sippin' Rose, we on a yacht in Cannes
Just some motivation to show my nigga he still got a chance
Realest in my city, nigga, that's bein' modest, fam'
But trophies never made satisfied the way these dollars can
So bitches bone, rubberband that money, every knot or gram
Reportin' half, got 'em cookin' books, bitch, we dodgin' Sam
Focus, no disrespect Corona, but I'm Black
We've been fightin' to breathe since these crackers brought us over
'Round this bitch feelin' low, ironically we never sober
Bills due, your mama cryin' and daddy hocus pocus
At the same time, your own people turnin' into cobras
Niggas that you grew up with hate to sit when you growin'
So we marchin' 'bout these cops, but I'm still lookin' over shoulder
'Cause the chance is high that you gon' die the niggas that you knowin, damn
That's fucked up, but a honest phrase
Honor of my pops, that nigga left, but the trauma stayed
You should see that pain on my mama's face
The folks I love the most, they broke my heart into a hundred ways
Damn, I be numb for days
We don't get no therapy, we just walk around like nothin' faze
Shit, just another day
Bitch, we outside and it ain't nothin' safe
Yeah, this shit ain't nothin' new to us
Born to lose, race to win though
It ain't safe outside
But long as I'm here, you're safe right now
I said it ain't safe outside
I got keep that thang on me, I know they wanna take my life
No, it ain't safe here no more
'Cause I'm here, I'm here
No, it ain't safe here no more
There is no man I fear
