I think we let these boys play around for long enough
I think they had enough fun
I think its time to give them what they really been waiting for
Big Ohana on 3 fuck it
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red
We got red all in our eyes
Think they scared
They not our size
We can't even go outside
We get shot
Im tryna vibe
Tryna put us on a shirt
Tryna leaves us in the dirt
Tryna pop us like a perf
Tryna hit em where it hurt
We the ones to break the curse
We can't let it get no worse
My bae got it in her purse
We been fighting it since birth
Pops is trapping out the birds
Momma brought me to this earth
We gon get what we deserve
Hittas on deck just say the word
Seeing racists flip the bird
No more patients no more words
No more cases no more no more curves
This shit aint Wakanda
Bout to change this that and the third
Black man gon viral
On some king shit...
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red
Ok DA GOT THAT DOPE
I got that super sonic
Too ironic
Yeah we at they throat
What they gon do about it
True about it
You know we be thuggin
We just juggin, wildin
Took it to another level
Got our haters silent
Yeah they call me Bam
But I aint Barney Ruble,no
Take these boys to school
Got they ass in trouble
We just ran the plates
Soon as we broke the huddle
Last week I fucked around
And scored a triple double
I remember all them days
I used to fight to struggle
How it feel to know one day
That the whole world will love you
I think its time we take
This shit about to another level
And after let's take it up
Another couple
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red
We aint did not dirt
But we still dodging from them feds
We can't get no sleep
Like we got targets on our heads
Its murders every week
Im thanking God that we aint dead
Or laid out on the street
We gettin tired of seeing red