Intro
Kodak Black]
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Aye mayne, I like the depth of this song, ya know what I'm sayin'
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Not the death of the song but the D-E-P-T-H of the song
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Ya feel me, the complexity and shit
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I like the topic
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Kodak Black man
[Chorus: 6LACK]
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Look my word is bond as fuck
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My life is hard enough
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They not rewarding us
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They disregarding us
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff
[Verse 1: 6LACK]
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This really just a free verse, I put my life in reverse
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I dug up out my old pain and put it on a t-shirt
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So many sides to this shit, not here for the popular shit
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Your own people will laugh when you on positive shit
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Before I die, I'ma teach, I light a blunt and I preach
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Ain't no facade you can see, that I can only be me
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I got a daughter to raise, one day she gon' be a queen
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I'm tryna get shit together, so she can have anything
[Chorus: 6LACK]
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Look my word is bond as fuck
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My life is hard enough
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They not rewarding us
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They disregarding us
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff
[Verse 2: Dreezy]
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I take this life how it come
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Got heart but still won't show love
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If I tell people where I'm from, they might think I gotta gun
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Got J's that's still in the box
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No tax or bands on my ones
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I took my feelings out this shit and put my trust in my funds
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Tat my dead homie on my sleeve
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Don't need glasses, see what I see
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Told me at ten, what I wasn't gon' be
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Nigga ain't make the league, so we turn to the streets
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Cops wanna blast 'fore they see ya I.A
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Might do the race 'fore a nigga catch me
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Damn if it be another R.I.P
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It's a black/white world but I only see green
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Killers gettin' off innocent, when the clip showin' that he did the shit
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Try to talk and they ain't listenin' but they'll point it out if you get ignorant
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Fuck with you if you a benefit
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That's why I pay off cash at the dealership
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But I got money stashed for the bail and shit
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But I'ma write it off, good penmanship
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Can't say we representing when half the office White Supremacist
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This can't be, "Land of the free".
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If kneeling might cost your position
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I'm supposed to respect the system
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They call our brothers, "Sons of bitches"
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And when my Unc' came home from prison
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For the same shit y'all tried to turn into a business
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Take our culture, our blueprint
Pay the knockoff to come model us
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Hurricanes come and swallow us
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Opp niggas tryna put the dot on us
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We pourin' Henny, cause we all bottled up3
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Granny said, "Scratch ya lottos up"
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But the bible says it goes full circle
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I'ma tryna find me a good purpose
[Chorus: 6LACK]
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Look my word is bond as fuck
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My life is hard enough
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They not rewarding us
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They disregarding us
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And if I go to D.C., I'm tryna spar with Trump
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I'm not a politician, just can't ignore the stuff
[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
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Ain't old enough to hit the club to fill my cup with rum
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But I can go die in the army or go to war for them
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Ain't old enough for marijuana cigars, spark my blunt
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But old enough to spend my life behind bars, that dumb
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Totin' magazines that got me in the articles
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When I'm in Washington D.C., I'm doing fraud n' stuff
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Ain't worried bout Donald Trump
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Ain't worried bout seeing no monuments
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These people got weather control
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Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?
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The weather ain't got no name
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Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?
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These people control the rain, these people be diggin' bunkers up
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But they only got 2 more years of slavery to do harm to us
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I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us
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I was in the clubs in 6th grade, fightin' the adults and stuff
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Feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us
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Ever since the 6th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us
[Outro: Kodak Black]
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Ever since the 10th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us
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So I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I'm the one who fought for us yeah
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I fought for us, nigga I die for us, nigga I risk my life for us
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I risk my life for us nigga and I'll die for us nigga
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