Got it

[Verse 1 (0:19)]

Yeah
Look
Half green, white, red, half African
They tell me all that money was an accident
Then they tell me that I ain't black enough 'cause I ain't standin' up wit' all the activists
And I ain't passionate, ain't a graduate
And I don't believe in all that sacrament
That they wave around in my face like I'm some kind of antagonist
I imagine a little bit better
Pack warm for the weather, that's what my pops say
Ever heard the sound that a Glock make?
Black man down put a flag wit' a (inaudible)
Ever wonder why a nigga get 10 if he sell a lil' crack
A white collar money launder a couple hundred million, and he don't even get that?
It ain't an epidemic, it's just a cynic
This little light of mine they won't let it
I keep spreadin' that I'm gon' get it
Shit just facts I ain't prophetic

[Hook(1:00)]

I told my people that I got em once I got it and I got it
I told my people that I got em once I got it and I got it

[Verse 2 (1:15)]

Now who the hell woulda thought that?
Left home look what a nigga brought back
Whole lotta bullshit, the old shit not gone Just care a lil´ less ´cause the lights back on And ya bank look good
Home looks nice
Got good weed for a real good price
Cop roll by and they don´t look twice
Ha ha
Yeah right, gotta duck that steel
Too much lip gotta tuck that real
Nigga feel free who don´t want that feel?
Came when I told em Imma fuck that bill
Ha ha yeah out here livin comfortable
Came from a place dysfunctional
But I love my fam and I love my home and I´m glad I ain´t grow up with the Huxtables
Where´s the table? (Inaudible)
I live here, I grieve here
I finally found a lil peace here
But I don´t think that I can leave here
Yet

[Hook(1:52)]

Cause I told my people that I got em once I got it and I got it
Yeah
I told my people that I got em once I got it boy I got it

[Verse 3 (3:02)]

Yeah
Look look
Nigga we go back like
Four fats on a Cadillac
Went from Maddog 20/20 to some old E
Then we drinkin´ yak now I ain´t even drinkin´ that
Couple shots of Louie cost about a rack
Spend it for my dog now I ain´t even call
The fuck is up wit´ that
This is facts
And I hate I had to put a real nigga in a fuckin rap
But I always had your mothafuckin' back
Now when you see me prolly wanna scrap now
Nah I´m cool offa all of that shit
Fuck a cell when you livin´ well and you markin' cities off on your Atlas
Three women huggin' on yo mattress
And you flip em' all that's a hat trick
Got the whole world doin backflips
You just doin you
And you always end up on somebody's Blacklist
Its the shit though, even though I feel like I'm the only one that ain't skitzo
All your friendships is in limbo
While you lookin funny at your kinfolk
But it's all good, it's all hood
Im always lookin at the other side like my mother's side
Like when my mother cried tears cause her brother died, yeah
Now its real here gotta feel here
Nobody thought I'd get a bill here and I'm still here
Even though I know I'm prolly gonna be 50 in a wheelchair
But my fam good and my kids straight
29 and not an inmate
Somethin' these niggas couldn't dictate
Just a lil nigga wit' a big plate in a big pond where the fish hate
Everybody in it that's why I'm only here for A minute
Can't kick it in the post gotta pivot
Gotta get it while the gettins good
But it's gettin' bad cause everybody stickin' Out their hand but
Don't nobody wanna grab none