Dead

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Ooo
I’m in my new bag my bad
Why you mad? Thought you knew that my bad
I’m from a city where they run up on you
Screaming gang, gang, gang gunning for you
Don’t you snitch you bitch or they coming for you
Have you wrapped up like you cooked in foil
Like you cooked in foil
Ooo
I’m in my new bag my bad
Why you mad? Thought you knew that my bad
I’m from a city where they run up on you
Screaming gang, gang, gang gunning for you
Don’t you snitch you bitch or they coming for you
Have you wrapped up like you cooked in foil
Like you cooked in foil
Niggas be wanting you dead no we don’t f*ck with feds
Yeah bro
They only hate cause we blessed they hanging on by a thread
Yeah bro
History proves your the threat still got the world in a mess
Yeah bro
Racist motherfuckers we want you dead dead dead dead
Yeah bro
Back back on the cruddiest
Jay Rock want the bloodiest
J Strizzy wid a cruddy hit
Kway Kway 'bout to duppy this
Been on the backroads, backroads
Short cutting it back home, back home
They fear when they see me
Feeling uneasy
They don’t have backbones backbones
I get it I’m black
Move on my ones and I’m under attack
Move in a group and I’m under abuse
Your mistaken confused
Why the cuffs on my back?
Bun it, bun it
Now I’m bout to run it
Bout to keep it two virgils & give 'em something
They won’t see it coming like they think I’m bluffing
Bout to play all my cards it’s all or nothing
Yeah we up and coming
Up and coming yeah we taking shit back
So is all my peers
Freedom freedom yeah we claiming it back
So is all my kids
Melanin melanin
Calling all blacks
Please have no fear,
Black lives, black lives, black lives, black
Justice is near
Back back on the cruddiest
Jay Rock want the bloodiest
J Strizzy wid a cruddy hit
Kway Kway 'bout to duppy this
Been on the backroads, backroads
Short cutting it back home, back home
They fear when they see me
Feeling uneasy
They don’t have backbones backbones
Ooo
I’m in my new bag my bad
Why you mad? Thought you knew that my bad
I’m from a city where they run up on you
Screaming gang, gang, gang gunning for you
Don’t you snitch you bitch or they coming for you
Have you wrapped up like you cooked in foil
Like you cooked in foil
Ooo
I’m in my new bag my bad
Why you mad? Thought you knew that my bad
I’m from a city where they run up on you
Screaming gang, gang, gang gunning for you
Don’t you snitch you bitch or they coming for you
Have you wrapped up like you cooked in foil
Like you cooked in foil
Niggas be wanting you dead no we don’t f*ck with feds
Yeah bro
They only hate cause we blessed they hanging on by a thread
Yeah bro
History proves your the threat still got the world in a mess
Yeah bro
Racist motherfuckers we want you dead dead dead dead
Yeah bro

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Written by: Jason Mills, Michael Adu

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