音樂影片

積分

作曲和作词
Tony Foster Jr.
Tony Foster Jr.
词曲作者
Rodrick Thomas
Rodrick Thomas
词曲作者
carlte fletcher
carlte fletcher
词曲作者
Matthew Crockett
Matthew Crockett
词曲作者
制作和工程
Stevie Johnson
Stevie Johnson
制作人
Angelo Estes
Angelo Estes
混音工程师

歌詞

View Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah look Up in the clouds like That was a loud flight Even my edibles audible That is a sound bite Perfect vision that surrounds Identify until I found Christ Thomas isnt what he said my Nigga that don't even sound right I'm peddling melanin What is a score to a nigga that settles it And southerners getting a dick in they dixie I bust on confederates Rebel spirit imma rider Post-traumatic stress survivor If you don't understand your privilege Then take a look at amber guyger The reincarnation of botham I'm not the nathaniel that massa was hoping I'm more like a shoot until caskets are closing For every black body that scattered the ocean Perfect picture vincent thom goh Nothing everything that I know Hard to think that I talk sweet When a hot round hit your pot hole The shooter been shooting Cam was a prophet Trump is in office Computers with Putin, Book full of bots You won't call it collusion I'm peeping the plot they producing confusion Redeeming the nuisance Maybe I am really woke though Simple nigga wit a third eye, Catching ever image that they dont show Thom nigga As I look around I gotta ask myself What is the meaning of all this They love us just as much as they can use us So what are we doing with all this Yeah, I can't So what is the meaning of all this What is the meaning What is the meaning Roll up a blunt while I look at the stars Highest one in the room a unique point of view I can see from afar Plus I speak from my heart Young vuelo with various strains in my jar Let me put in layman's for y'all I'm nice with these words but this shit is a job I grind til my pockets is big as bizarre My niggas is starved We ain't asking for shit cus it's overdue Hardknock how we livin, the cards we've been given I sit back and think what would hov do I come from a place where they tried to erase all our history Generation with no faith in victory Bitch I'ma go til my neck look like mr. T All that cap and complainin' ain't shit to me They took kaep out the game cuz he took a knee So I'm yelling fuck 12 while they booking me Ima die on that ledge ain't no shook in me Smoke a blunt clear my head while view cook the beat Hey, to get to the top it's gon take more than grind If we organize we gon be on the rise We bridging the gap between these borderlines my nigga it's flight Hey, and bitch I been reppin forever To get to this point it's been tougher than leather All of my niggas that suffered together Gon kick down the door and start ruffling feathers So many questions to ask With so little time, so much on my mind I pray that I'm blessed on my path As I look around I gotta ask myself What is the meaning of all this They love us just as much as they can use us So what are we doing with all this Yeah, I can't So what is the meaning of all this What is the meaning What is the meaning Yeahhhhhh Ayyyye I can't even flex This life is a test I had to give it and give it to God just so I could carry the rest You see I'm wearing the crest The name like hammer but we never go into debt We never war in the stress We never going for less Less education done poisoned our brains into thinking that we ain't got jobs that are payin The money thats stopping the hungry and starting the funding for things that we prayin So listen the plan Imma work while I lift up the man Sellin shirt till I'm gifting a grant Sell a verse till my kids owning land Till every kid understand AYE That we gotta add and multiply Only the money we hope divides Only the chosen will open eyes
Writer(s): Rodrick Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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