What I Gotta Die for (feat. Sl!mere)

Nigga, what I gotta die for? I ain't do shit to them white folks who carry 'round a badge and a rifle So what you take my life for? Cause I ain't hit my blinker at the light? Mean I can't go home and see family tonight though What them niggas die for? Nipsey, Malcolm, Martin Them niggas turned to martyrs cause them crackas had to mark them A martian, what I feel like when I'm marching But fuck it they want smoke then we gone spark them God gave me this voice so I'm a use it Abusment what them niggas do for they amusement Confusing they love us for our talent and our music But kill us 'fore we get a chance to use it And Harriot, she's turning in her grave Brought us to the land of the free where we get killed for being brave In reality, we slaves Where the millionaires will make minimum wages We still pay them taxes to them gangstas And see them sign will make no changes So now we got to riot in the streets In the same place, my brothers had to die up in them streets Want eye for eye up in them streets But the police killing us and protecting niggas that probably should die up in they sleep It's too many mama's dressed in black With they babies on they back cause the police hate their skin tone Nigga and it's way too many traps And I ain't talking 'bout a bando I'm just talking trying to get home Nigga I was not resisting But the handcuffs was pinching me so now the police lynching me Told them I can't breathe but they ain't listening Someone help me please before they finish me Nigga, what I gotta die for? I ain't do shit to them white folks who carry 'round a badge and a rifle So what you take my life for? Cause I ain't hit my blinker at the light? Mean I can't go home and see family tonight though What them niggas die for? Nipsey, Malcolm, Martin Them niggas turned to martyrs cause them crackas had to mark them A martian, what I feel like when I'm marching But fuck it they want smoke then we gone spark them I'm black and I've been that all my life Because of that, I've been strapped all my life My skin is weaponized when I'm seen I'm terrorized But I ain't scared that's why these pigs are terrified See me, legally I'm strapped police breathing down my neck Educated, young, black I know they see me as a threat Do you suspect me of a crime? I don't have to answer shit My favorite amendments are the 2nd and the 5th Another hashtag grab a gas mask for the protest Fuck peace you kill us in the street I watched George beg "I can't breathe, I can't breathe" On his neck a knee I can see I need to keep a loaded strap on me What them niggas die for? You pull up with a badge and a rifle Talking 'bout your fear for your life Ain't another gun insight Still, them bullets taking flight though I'm just living life, another nigga sacrificed slow, ice-cold You knew the risks of the job when you took it How my niggas ain't making it to booking? Tired of the peace talk We been on the streets all the casualties we took, it's been war Nigga, what I gotta die for? I ain't do shit to them white folks who carry 'round a badge and a rifle So what you take my life for? Cause I ain't hit my blinker at the light? Mean I can't go home and see family tonight though What them niggas die for? Nipsey, Malcolm, Martin Them niggas turned to martyrs cause them crackas had to mark them A martian, what I feel like when I'm marching But fuck it they want smoke then we gone spark them