Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RodFlame
Songwriter
Lyrics
Look, this aint politics
This aint politics nah
This aint politics
This aint politics
Yeah, look aye, aye, hold up
This ain't politics
This is right or wrong tell the truth
I know what I'll do
Hop up in the booth
I got the proof
I see all this shit on the internet
I'm depressed
This shit got me stressed
But i know I'm hold up
This ain't politics
This is right or wrong tell the truth
I know what I'll do
Hop up in the booth
I got the proof
I see all this shit on the internet
I'm depressed
This shit got me stressed
But i know I'm blessed
Yeah look, young black and gifted
Kapernick took a knee but y'all didn't listen
Y'all said we trippin
That's not the case
Man why it took a week to fix George Floyd's case
Tell me why it makes you uncomfortable when we talking about race
And you aint even gotta lie I can see on your face
That my nice brown skin makes you feel some way
I just love being me don't mean to intimidate
Now hold up
We can't settle now
Go and scream it loud that you black
The worlds comin down
But I'll hold you down
I got yo back
They gone tell you lies
Hit you with some numbers
But it's cap
I've been on my grind
Did some research here's some facts
Breonna Taylor's killers are still free
And we still want justice
If you'd like to help call this number for me 502-696-5300
Writer(s): Rod Flame
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