Just a Nigga (Explicit)

(I want my momma to live in a million dollar home and my sister she still in high school)

(She just got suspended for fighting two white boys they called her a niggas)

(You know we, I thought we got away from this sh!t going on in the inner city for a better life)

(My first time getting arrested or any encounter with the police and sh!t was when I was 12 years old so that mean)

(They branded us early on for this sh!t. It's kind of designed for failure you know they want us to be labeled as just nigga)

(Again and again)

Still a nigga, just a nigga

Drop straight outta high school like the rest them niggas

So I became a statistic way before I got digits

Ain't nobody think a million was realistic

I was out trippin on some sh!t I coulda missed it

Couldn't imagine life without my moms and lil sister

Still said my goodbyes and hit the streets and start risking it

Again back out throwing rocks at penitentiaries

Again violence been an answer in my city since a kid

Sayin that to explain some of the silly sh!t I did

But I'm just a nigga what I'm posed to do

Usually the one who hurt you mostly close to you

Reason why they say don't let nobody close to you

Just some niggas got nobody cept for who we closest to

Jigga said we still nigga, and I'm just a nigga

But we real niggas, so respect a nigga

I'm a restless nigga, getting a check nigga

Balling with my dog I'm like check nigga

And I'm like ballin on yall, spaulding

Foreign all small and I'm tall gotta crawl in

When I got paper thought less of niggas

How you want me to, runnin problems they don't never solve em

Always want me to, yes I'm balling it's true

And it's always over loot

Don't wanna slain my own kind cuz I'm gon walk in and shoot

Bless a nigga, I'll stretch a nigga, now it's less a nigga

Well invested but detectives still wanna arrest a nigga

And it's tatted in my skin I'm still an Essex nigga

All the sh!t I did was mostly sins I wasn't supposed to win

100 bottles floating all endorsed propose the toast again

All the niggas really love me genuine supposed to grin

Security some b!tches the promoter got my toasters in

No we at the top I'm like damn

If we had to I'd still do that sh!t again

Niggas be like me but I'll never be like them

I was in the trenches no deliverance amen

Ops be on my dick more than my b!tches cuz they fans

Let me see who real niggas by a show of hands

Manipulate your soldiers made them violent for a band

You don't really love em had em wildin for a band

But you got on them new Balenciagas for a band

Love to do each other like we mobbin for the clan

For the white dollar amount and he'll slime his own man

In interrogations I was patient for the silence of the clan

Even though I know a killer like the silence of the lamb