[Intro]
Hey
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse 1]
Black boy shot, black boy kill him
Another story told by a lost nigga
With no happy home, ain't no father round
All the love is lost so he was never found
Found out what I wanted, so I went and got it
Bought myself a gun, now I think I'm popping
I love to show it off and always tell my friends
I never plan on using it, but I love to pretend
My favorite rappers do it, my favorite actors do it
And all the girls with fat asses be attracted to it
I start pretending so much, I build a passion through it
Until I meet a real nigga who really has been through it
And then that nigga press me, try to teach me a lesson
So he run up with his boys and a gun just to test me
Fun and games until I pull out with that .30 Glock
And shoot that nigga and his friends 'cause they made me embarrassed
[Chorus]
Black boy shot, black boy kill him
Another story told by a lost nigga
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
Black boy shot, black boy, kill him
Another story told by a lost nigga
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
[Verse 2]
Black boy shot, white cop kill him
Another story told from the moms vision
That she had of me layin' in my blood
Body twisted in the grass, my face in the mud
She lost her baby boy, she never thought she would
She praying, beggin' God to please bring him back if He could
She screamin' to the heavens, wondering why He took me
And now she questioning her faith when she know that she shouldn't
Bottle after bottle, night after night
Contemplating overdosing and taking her life
She try to do it, and she know if she do, it ain't right
But she can't take the pain of knowing her baby just died
Pops grieving too, brothers grieving too
Meanwhile the cop is free, running wild, on the loose
He claiming self defense when knowing that shit ain't the truth
He killed my ass because my skin wasn't as white as his too
[Chorus]
Black boy shot, white cop kill him
Another story told from the mom's vision
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
Black boy shot, white cop kill him
Another story told from the mom's vision
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
[Refrain]
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
Out here on my block, they keep on gunning
You saw my eyes, I'm soaked in stress
But I feel in my heart to keep on running
They said this world won't ever change
Just keep your thoughts in place and know
This world don't turn for those who wait
But them guns still cock and aim to blow
[Verse 3]
Man, I wish a nigga would try to stop me, I'ma end his life
So many niggas out here shooting, I can't sleep at night
I took a peek outside my window and I seen it all
Them bodies dropping on the street like they was leaves in fall
Them cornerstones still getting robbed, my niggas going hungry
Babies pushing babies, parents turning into druggies
My clothes been fitting tight and all my shoes been getting dusty
No water running at the crib, so I been getting musty
All my options running low, finna take this gun and go
It was either him or me, God, I had to let him know
Trigger squeeze and let it blow, watch that nigga soul depart
Lord, I know I'm sinning, but I can't just let my family starve
Say a prayer to write my wrongs, take it right back to the block
Another nigga front on me, another nigga getting popped
His homies try to start a beef, then all his homies getting dropped
Tryna stand between me and survival, then you gotta die
Thats another black boy shot, sorry Lord, I killed him
Just another story of a lost victim
Who ain't ask for it, he was born into struggle
The only life he ever knew was to kill or to hustle
Black boy shot, sorry Lord, I killed him
Just another story of a lost victim
Who ain't ask for it, he was born into struggle
The only life he ever knew was to kill or to hustle
[Refrain]
My fate, my soul don't go to rest
Out here on my block, they keep on gunning
You saw my eyes, I'm soaked in stress
But I feel in my heart to keep on running
They said this world won't ever change
Just keep your thoughts in place and know
This world don't turn for those who wait
But them guns still cock and aim to blow
Black Boy was written by Caleb Steph & Sha Money XL & G Koop & Jason Harrold.
Black Boy was produced by Sha Money XL & G Koop.
Caleb Steph released Black Boy on Fri Apr 12 2019.