Bear witness, young greatness so bear with me

This black excellence understand that it′s here with me

Son of a soldier ain't a single ounce of fear in meStanding triumph man I know you hear them cheering me

Voice of the people, came from the streets, I know the block

Shookn it up so much now it′s Bubblin like a soda pop

Mama cryin, babies dying victim of these circumstances

We just chalk it up to the game, we never heard of chances

System never made for us, so we always made for us

Grind, hustle, hustle, grind tryna get that paper up

Savage, ratchet, ghetto badkstard see just how they label us

They say respect the law, but bruh that shit was never made for us

Racially fucked up, niggaz can't even see the blessin

See I'm confused y′all arguin over skin complexion

When there′s a war against us we could've intercept it

We could′ve bound together shit we could've been the weapon

Strapped up against oppression, turn these Ls into a lesson

Hold in church in these streets, in preaching til they get the message

On the road of life you see me coasting through the intersection

Teach you how to rise up if you interested Let me speak

See they don′t understand the hurdles that we gotta beat

Been fighting for so long homie and it's kinda weak

Only choice is to hustle and move a pound a week

This is survival my nigga, my family gotta eat

Gettin outta poverty listen that is the new wave

Make nothing outta something it′s nothing that's how we do things

Young boy Spittin out fire like I was Like i was Liu Kang

No more real niggaz we turning ourselves to New Kings

Yeah All praise to the new queens

The ones who quote solange but still listen to 2 Chainz

We got it out the mud but really it ain't no new thing

A dollar still a dollar even if it′s only loose change

Hell yeah im cookin now, James Harden wippin up

Puttin all my peoples on, C the God with the Plug

No slander if I see you fall, I′m only tryna lift you up

Shooting for the top because that spot was always meant for us

They subtle with the bullshit, H & M with the diss

Brag before they hit they mark, Swaggy P with the Miss

My niggaz still cookin up, Lil B with the wrist

Whip a couple jewels up, Mr. t in this bitch

Body marked up by the words of my niggaz

Who lived a righteous life but was slained by the triggaZ

On the chase for them figgaz, Stuntin on Niggaz passionate

Fighting like Collin Kaepernick, never livin that average shit

Money, hoes the infaction with

So we pushing dem packages

Playing a dirty game my nigga we livin hazardous

Demon or devil, Jason or Freddy, Jada or Fabolous

A struggle when you falling, so Niggaz just get ya grabbin shit

So scared to take the L so Niggaz be quick to grab the stick

Like you ain't down 20 my nigga you should′ve passed the shits

Couldn't fight the dub, now Niggaz grabbing the snub

You know the type when they losing, quick to pull the plug

They sending out fake love, disguising that shit like fam now

Ops standing up my nigga you better stand down

Lyricallly I′m crack in the 80s, I'm hittin Niggaz hard

I′m like a racist ass judge, I'm givin Niggaz bars