MeanFace!

[Verse]
Yeah
Rule number one, don't mess with nobodies money
I’m from part of the city where it barely gets sunny
Smile on my momma's face, I know that she proud of me
I got an old whip with tints, but it be running, uh
Where I'm from, the percentages odd
Zero percent of us make it unscarred
I wonder, why would the Lord make this life thing so hard?
We ain’t picture perfect, but we perfectly flawed, uh
Both parents refugees, but still they raised the king
Made it from poverty, shoot-outs and murder scenes
Police brutality lead to fatalities in our community
Hope angels watchin' me