What do I do
What do I do
We was kings before they gave us crowns
Even slaves back then when they was buying ground
Now we over here dodgin' these gun sounds
Poor mind state robbin' our own now
Of a future they ain't really get to see
On the corner bleedin' he was only three
Shot him in his head he was only four
Now you at yo cousin's crib tryna kick his door
Tell me about
I'm from a place where niggas they really won't tell about it
You touchin' little girls and you niggas don't care about it
But touch a nigga bread and you knockin' the air up out em
The root of all evil
Naw the root of all people
Cause' for that green niggas turn red
That's crazy
Leave a nigga on his porch dead
He lazy
He ain't moving though
We runnin' from the shooters and the looters though
Tryna get along but won't approve us though
Said we tryna get along but won't approve us though
RIP to my cousin SHINE
RIP to my lil' homie DENZEL man
It's crazy it's really crazy
No hook for this one
My mind state is straight
Everyday I wake gotta get to the cake
No birthdays tho
Cause' nigga we don't see those often
And if we do it's probably in a clean ole' coffin
Why the f*ck I gotta pay to put my niggas in the dirt
Preacher steady talkin' he don't really feel my hurt
Steady telling shorties go to church
And empty out they pockets but don't never reimbursement
No disrespect
To all the churches out here doing what they should
But most these talkin' I'm tellin' you they ain't good
That's why I never follow man
I put my faith into the Lord I know he got a plan
I put my faith into my kids they know I gotta win
My flow is really heatin' up you barely got a tan
And yes I'm the man
That's why I'm makin' sure I gotta move right
Lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Yeah
I said my lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
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What do I do
What do I do
We was kings before they gave us crowns
Even slaves back then when they was buying ground
Now we over here dodgin' these gun sounds
Poor mind state robbin' our own now
Of a future they ain't really get to see
On the corner bleedin' he was only three
Shot him in his head he was only four
Now you at yo cousin's crib tryna kick his door
Tell me about
I'm from a place where niggas they really won't tell about it
You touchin' little girls and you niggas don't care about it
But touch a nigga bread and you knockin' the air up out em
The root of all evil
Naw the root of all people
Cause' for that green niggas turn red
That's crazy
Leave a nigga on his porch dead
He lazy
He ain't moving though
We runnin' from the shooters and the looters though
Tryna get along but won't approve us though
Said we tryna get along but won't approve us though
RIP to my cousin SHINE
RIP to my lil' homie DENZEL man
It's crazy it's really crazy
No hook for this one
My mind state is straight
Everyday I wake gotta get to the cake
No birthdays tho
Cause' nigga we don't see those often
And if we do it's probably in a clean ole' coffin
Why the f*ck I gotta pay to put my niggas in the dirt
Preacher steady talkin' he don't really feel my hurt
Steady telling shorties go to church
And empty out they pockets but don't never reimbursement
No disrespect
To all the churches out here doing what they should
But most these talkin' I'm tellin' you they ain't good
That's why I never follow man
I put my faith into the Lord I know he got a plan
I put my faith into my kids they know I gotta win
My flow is really heatin' up you barely got a tan
And yes I'm the man
That's why I'm makin' sure I gotta move right
Lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Yeah
I said my lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
What do I do
We was kings before they gave us crowns
Even slaves back then when they was buying ground
Now we over here dodgin' these gun sounds
Poor mind state robbin' our own now
Of a future they ain't really get to see
On the corner bleedin' he was only three
Shot him in his head he was only four
Now you at yo cousin's crib tryna kick his door
Tell me about
I'm from a place where niggas they really won't tell about it
You touchin' little girls and you niggas don't care about it
But touch a nigga bread and you knockin' the air up out em
The root of all evil
Naw the root of all people
Cause' for that green niggas turn red
That's crazy
Leave a nigga on his porch dead
He lazy
He ain't moving though
We runnin' from the shooters and the looters though
Tryna get along but won't approve us though
Said we tryna get along but won't approve us though
RIP to my cousin SHINE
RIP to my lil' homie DENZEL man
It's crazy it's really crazy
No hook for this one
My mind state is straight
Everyday I wake gotta get to the cake
No birthdays tho
Cause' nigga we don't see those often
And if we do it's probably in a clean ole' coffin
Why the f*ck I gotta pay to put my niggas in the dirt
Preacher steady talkin' he don't really feel my hurt
Steady telling shorties go to church
And empty out they pockets but don't never reimbursement
No disrespect
To all the churches out here doing what they should
But most these talkin' I'm tellin' you they ain't good
That's why I never follow man
I put my faith into the Lord I know he got a plan
I put my faith into my kids they know I gotta win
My flow is really heatin' up you barely got a tan
And yes I'm the man
That's why I'm makin' sure I gotta move right
Lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Yeah
I said my lyrics like a scripture I'm bout' to change up my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
Been doing this shit my whole life
Writer: Gerald Little
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