I JUST WANNA LIVE (feat. Andra Day, Lucky Daye & IDK)

I'm a young black man Doing all that I can To stand Oh, but when I look around And I see what's being done To my kind Every day I'm being hunted as prey My people don't want no trouble We've had enough struggle I just wanna live God protect me I sat down to have a conversation with my inner child today Told her it's gon' be some things Told her to protect her peace 'Cause I know That she might wanna break She might have to fight alone Scream and yell at me 'fore when they all go They gon' tell you, "Shut up, angry black girl" You live in a man's world Broken rib, holdin' up the arms of revolution, I Don't feed into they statistics, it's bullshit The game's rigged, the same playlist Of last, they design a place CIS up in this B-I-itch but it's a fake win If all black lives don't make it across the finish I just want to live (Too, live too) I hope that means as much to you Thirty percent divided is forty million united, God I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live) God protect me Oh I just wanna live (I just wanna live) God protect me I look to you When I ain't got nothin' left But doubt I long, for protection How many brothers must we lose For the world we've already won Ooh, ooh-ooh God I'm asking you, for more armor Afraid of none Waitin' for the rain to stop I just wanna live Yeah I thought about hittin' the Gucci store when the lootin' happened, God love us Tell me what the Yeah I thought about hittin' the Louis store but Virgil is my black brother Tell me what the God love us Tell, tell, tell me what the devil wears, Gucci or Prada? Because I'm lookin' and I see it there Breakin' the glass, rob me the mannequin, put it in my bag Walk out the door, with twenty thousand worth of price tags Walk in the house with what I grabbed and I'm still sad Put on the news, another death, and now I'm real mad Put on my shoes, grab me the bat, now I'm goin' back Walked to the store, nobody black, you gon' get a You alright? Bumpin' this Teyana Taylor Thinking 'bout Breonna Taylor How can my genetic makeup, make it? So I never wake up Make it, so I meet my maker God I just wanna Throw a molotov at the cop Whether he crooked or not Until them killing us stops Ripley, believe it or not My people targeted, pop We 'bout to listen to Pac Give me all the food, unless we breakin' in the door I'm 'bout to take what you got 'Cause we don't ask for a lot And Reagan, gave us garages when he gave us the rock, hmm Maybe hmm, thinking this way could open doors If hmm, Karen actually cared a little hmm I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live) God protect me I just wanna live (I just wanna live) God protect me I just wanna live