Lyrics

Fuck that Fuck you Fuck this God damn bitch I be mad for no reason If you don't give a fuck Throw your middle fingers up Bang your chest again so I can't scream, no no no I can't breathe, yeah yeah yeah I can't scream, no no no I can't breathe in America I just wanna walk the streets and break shit I'm sick I'm tired I'm sick nigga fuck this Can't even trust shit Niggas get pulled over police start bustin' They want war we gon' give it to 'em Bitch I'm the angel of death I got my glock up my chest Feds will take away my life if they ever hear about it But I'd rather do the time then get caught up without it (Suck my) Niggas must be buggin' they ain't fuckin' with me Got my brother by my side Pistol clutchin' with me It ain't nothing to bust ya It ain't nothing to roast ya If he a nigga then we all niggas We ball with him Rob shit Shoot cops and fall with him Bitch I'm tryna go to war Till I fall upon my sword Are you really tryna die for your country, nigga? Fuck that Fuck you Fuck this God damn bitch I be mad for no reason If you don't give a fuck Throw your middle fingers up Bang your chest again so I can't scream, no no no I can't breathe, yeah yeah yeah I can't scream, no no no I can't breathe in America
Writer(s): Jalen Kotts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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