Great Steal

[Verse 1]
Went to holla at my folks
But his momma said he moved, she the next one to go
Surrounded by kale, collard greens on her home
Last Black homeowner on the block, good as sold
Neighborhood more clean than she's ever seen
Say it's hood, but it's safer than it's ever been
Real estate hotspot and all the magazines
A way of life that she never thought she'd ever see
Bike lanes, Lime scooters
She say the kids nowadays can't do nothin' without the phones and computers
The new neighbors won't talk to her, but they got a app
Where they call cops to shoot her for takin' out her own trash
I guess this is how First Fridays and Festival at the Lake clash
Dispensaries and tap rooms generate cash
But the liquor store and dope dealer image makes Blacks
Into criminals for doin' the exact same thing
Look it up if you think that my facts ain't clean
White flight cause from the great migration
Gave birth to today's gentrification

[Chorus]
A fake deal, it ain't real
They ain't tryin' to live around us like that
Made us look, made us move, and took it all back
A great steal
A fake deal, it ain't real
They ain't tryin' to live around us like that
Made us look, made us move, and took it all back
A great steal

[Verse 2]
Two hours later, I get out the car
And laughed at my homie like, "Damn, you moved hella far"
He said it's good and he still do his thug thang
I said, "It's good, but you know you in a floodplain?"
He said he got a good deal on a mortgage he's hittin' but he can afford it
Ain't no more landlords and shit
Perfect for when the sun stay tonight
And that's cool, but you know you in a floodplain, right?
The price is low because the land is low
The whole house is underwater if the levees explode
What you save in price, you paid back commutin'
If the market crashes, what's the use in you movin'?
I stopped 'cause I sounded like I'm salty
When all I was doin' is impactin' how it's faulty
To lure Black folks from the city to the 'burbs
Raise rent while they gone, so they really can't return
The 'burb

[Chorus]
A fake deal, it ain't real
They ain't tryin' to live around us like that
Made us look, made us move, and took it all back
A great steal
A fake deal, it ain't real
They ain't tryin' to live around us like that
Made us look, made us move, and took it all back
A great steal

[Verse 3]
On my way back to the Bay, I was drivin' and contemplatin'
Maybe I was kinda hatin'
I'm knowin' it's wrong
For my homies in a home that he own
And here I am talkin' 'bout First Fridays and town business
But every time I look, I see a closure of a Black and Brown business
Another race face landgrab from the people who built it
On behalf of the people who stealed it
The proper name for it is a plan redevelopment
Tear down the hood and resell the shit
For a price that's twice what the resident spit
When residents have melon and skin
The devil and kin can keep a few spots for the previous folks
To make it look like we even the scope
Black Bay Area working class counterculture took
Outpriced and shook, that's why you don't see us no more
You know?