Black Man

[Chorus] (Devon Bell)

Ayo black man, stand up
Better yet put your hands up
Cause that man tough
With the mental flow
Top of the head, no dandruff
Watchin face, you look mad nuff
Cause ain’t part of that plan bruh
Keep doing shit that they don’t understand
Til shit is lit, they can’t stand us
Ayo black man, stand up
Better yet put your hands up
Cause that man tough
With the mental flow
Top of the head, no dandruff
Watchin face, you look mad nuff
Cause ain’t part of that plan bruh
Keep doing shit that they don’t understand
Til shit is lit, they can’t stand us

[Verse Intro]
It was me, Euro and Fetty in this bitch
And we knew that this already was a hit
Spendin summer cookin fire, I’m lying, I’m dying
It’s time but I knew they wasn’t ready for this shit

[Verse] (Dyme)
What if my words and my presence were powerful
And me breathing was valuable
Casualties causal, hand are lifted still get hit with a round or two
What if my Dad wasn’t shackled? I’d have me two
Parents that’s proud of me, like they were proud of you
Then I’d excel in school, I’m reeking of vices
And viewed as an addicted or animal. How do you manage to
Be a n***** hater, but an imitator?
Criticizer but you generating off n****** flavor, shit still enslavement
Shit is crazy
Whips and chains from your masters don’t mean you own none
Thoughts that turn the corner of mind's on a corner store run
Not too off from my old ones
Pray for the thickest bitches
Chicken that's never endin
A spliff that'll never finish
Sprits forever spillin
Perky prescriptions and syrup
Im swervin servin a smurda before I get it
My words who’s in the mirror, are polars opposites
The streets taught me how cold my heart can could get
Just another foster in this orphanage
Sick of denials of all his offers till he off your shit, damn!

[Pre-Chorus] (Devon Bell)
With all of ya’ll sayin “we can’t do this man”
But we’ll never put our money together and say
“Yo, you know what? we gon get this crib”
“We gon get this house”
But we’ll go buy so kicks and shit thinkin we fresh
And we ain’t even up!
So we ain’t really fresh n*****
Talkin bout we “fresh to death” when our pockets dying
Let’s get it together playa

[Chorus]
Ayo black man, stand up
Better yet put your hands up
Cause that man tough
With the mental flow
Top of the head, no dandruff
Watchin face, you look mad nuff
Cause ain’t part of that plan bruh
Keep doing shit that they don’t understand
Til shit is lit, they can’t stand us
Ayo black man, stand up
Better yet put your hands up
Cause that man tough
With the mental flow
Top of the head, no dandruff
Watchin face, you look mad nuff
Cause ain’t part of that plan bruh
Keep doing shit that they don’t understand
Til shit is lit, they can’t stand us
My n***** man up!

[Outro]
It was me, Euro and Fetty in this bitch
And we knew that this already was a hit