[Intro]
As protests continue across America, this terrifying scene took place in Charlotte
Hundreds of protestors found themselves trapped by police
After they fired tear gas from both ends of the street, blocking their escape
[Chorus]
Wish I could say take it back it to the time
When these cowards ain't out here, they killin' these kids (Uh-uh)
Lock up my brothers, they givin' 'em bids
Hands on the wheel and they splittin' your wig
Breonna Taylor, we pray in your favor
Wе gon' make 'em wake up and see what it is (Wakе up, what's up?)
Bitch, I'm a dime, on go 'bout my skin (I'm goin')
Cops dressed as killers, you know they the pigs (Yeah)
I realized that I gotta stay true to myself
I can't never go fake on my kin (my family, my brother)
Lord, he protect when I make all my sins (He do)
I hope my prayers exchanged for a win (Thank God)
[Verse]
I get the system be trippin', believe me, I see it, you know I got some in the pen'
Pay for a show with Big Mali, it's big
I bring the city, I'm gettin' it lit, but fuck that
I wanna know where the trust at
Niggas been lyin' 'bout nothin' like what's that?
Just keep that shit gutter, you know we so reckless
You give me a reason to lose it, it's up, yeah, it's stuck there
I'm on the way, yeah, I'm up there
He drop the location on one, then you know we pull up there
Fuck with the Glock, no suppressor
She wanted pressure, you know that I'm servin' her extra
I close 'em up like a dresser
Just so that boy and his team, yeah, they gon' get the message
I got a bitch named Vanessa
She drive a Tesla, you know she from Texas, she extra
We put her up on a stretcher
We put a beam where it hurt you, we fill an intestine
Yeah, they know me, put 'em up like a tree
Desmond, she spin my block with three shots and I'm up there
I don't give a fuck what a bitch, I want cheddar
Aim for his head, we gon' freeze and gon' melt it
Kill like abort, send them shots and he run
All my niggas gon' send like a play, then you catch it
We send them shots and it go
Fuck what you said, bitch, we uppin' the score
You know that my niggas, they crackin' like jokes
So when you hear the name, yeah, you know that's for sure
I put the Glock V.I.P. at the show
Pussy actin' like stupid, he popped on the floor
[Interlude]
I don't give a fuck what a bitch, I want cheddar
Aim for his head, we gon' freeze and gon' melt it
Kill like abort, send them shots and he run
All my niggas gon' send like a play, then you catch it
[Chorus]
Wish I could say take it back it to the time
When these cowards ain't out here, they killin' these kids (Uh-uh)
Lock up my brothers, they givin' 'em bids
Hands on the wheel and they splittin' your wig
Breonna Taylor, we pray in your favor
We gon' make 'em wake up and see what it is (Wake up, what's up?)
Bitch, I'm a dime, on go 'bout my skin (I'm goin')
Cops dressed as killers, you know they the pigs (Yeah)
I realized that I gotta stay true to myself
I can't never go fake on my kin (my family, my brother)
Lord, he protect when I make all my sins (He do)
I hope my prayers exchanged for a win (Thank God)
Win was written by Big Mali.
Win was produced by OG Dynasty.