White Privelege
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•16 Feb 2019
Theres no white privelege in the ghetto Its hard growing up with no money yo Nobody giving whitey no record deals Black or white kids the struggles real Children worrying bout their next meal Only come up is the game go drug deal Now you got that paper you feel the thrill Game got you now spin the hustle wheel Grind and you grind and at first its surreal Till that first loss, you got eat that fa real Money lost will have you up in your feels But it aint like hearing that cell door seal That shit will break you and have you kneel Prayers to the gods asking for a plea deal it Changes you become either soft or steel The story is da same da swamps to the hill This is the life we got yall Signed n Sealed We all the same inside when racism peels But we gotta carry that Iron must conceal Cause your first shoot-out is a scary ordeal But cant show niggas that you cant reveal. Cant trust nobody they might go an squeal Or wipe you down, your possesions repeal Neither sounds good so silence is ideal Cause your first dead body shit is unreal Nightmares and panic it becomes surreal Its the hand you been dealt not a misdeal Some kids get bullets some kids get veal. Some got silver spoons some gotta steal Some grow up and have that college life Some get locked up and be a prison wife Im counting pennies to buy some ramen If ya family poor going hungry is common Need to find me a duck so I can con them Rich motherfuckers no nothing of urban Out here in these streets you gotta be hard Cause them niggas will try and pull ya card but Im an OG ive mastered the hustle I got soldiers you gotta have that muscle Cause I grind n grind playing the game Keep doing that till music gives me fame Niklpenny Da Money remember my name
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Theres no white privelege in the ghetto Its hard growing up with no money yo Nobody giving whitey no record deals Black or white kids the struggles real Children worrying bout their next meal Only come up is the game go drug deal Now you got that paper you feel the thrill Game got you now spin the hustle wheel Grind and you grind and at first its surreal Till that first loss, you got eat that fa real Money lost will have you up in your feels But it aint like hearing that cell door seal That shit will break you and have you kneel Prayers to the gods asking for a plea deal it Changes you become either soft or steel The story is da same da swamps to the hill This is the life we got yall Signed n Sealed We all the same inside when racism peels But we gotta carry that Iron must conceal Cause your first shoot-out is a scary ordeal But cant show niggas that you cant reveal. Cant trust nobody they might go an squeal Or wipe you down, your possesions repeal Neither sounds good so silence is ideal Cause your first dead body shit is unreal Nightmares and panic it becomes surreal Its the hand you been dealt not a misdeal Some kids get bullets some kids get veal. Some got silver spoons some gotta steal Some grow up and have that college life Some get locked up and be a prison wife Im counting pennies to buy some ramen If ya family poor going hungry is common Need to find me a duck so I can con them Rich motherfuckers no nothing of urban Out here in these streets you gotta be hard Cause them niggas will try and pull ya card but Im an OG ive mastered the hustle I got soldiers you gotta have that muscle Cause I grind n grind playing the game Keep doing that till music gives me fame Niklpenny Da Money remember my name
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