Used to be a dreamer
Dreamin' of a fire
Uh my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale
It's f**ked up she gotta see me in jail
On the visit with Lil Papi it hurt even though I seemed to be well
They got a smoker with a key to my cell d**n
And even worst my judge black don't wanna see me do well
It's either that or black people for sale
Gave me two to four years like f**k your life meet me in hell
And let it burn like Lucifer you look even stupider
Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us
For 44 dollars a hour you coward they using ya
Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate
This where the so-called real n***as sweeping up for cupcakes
And that's your phone time if you ain't got no money you ain't online
Hey call your son call your daughter just to wish them more prime
Oh God don't let them streets get a hold of 'em
Your daughter f**kin' now it's gon be a cold summer
Your son trapping and your homie giving O's to him
And if he f**k that paper up he puttin' holes through him
And you just wanna make it home so you can show it to him
And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya
They want blood we all hangin' with a noose on our neck
My celly mom just died he wanna use my collect
And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check
We still n***as though what you expect
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker
Ain't no PTSDs them d**gs keep it at ease
They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze
Could've put him in a cop car but they let him just bleed
The ambulance they coming baby just breathe
That's what the old lady said when she screamed
This nightmare on Elm Street Friday the 13th
And in the 13th amendment it don't say that we kings
They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing
They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team
And all his teammates ain't saying a thing stay woke
If you don't stand for nothing you gon' fall for something
And in the 60's if you kneeled you'd prolly be killed
But they don't kill you now they just take you out of your deal
Kill your account look where money get spilled
Check it and they don't kill you now
They just take you out of your deal
Kill your account look where money get spilled
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker
How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail
Invisible shackles on the king 'cause s**t I'm on bail
I went from selling out arenas now s**t I'm on sale
Them cold nights starting to feel like hell uhh
Watching a black woman take my freedom
Almost made me hate my people
When they label you felon it's like they telling you they not equal
11 years going to court knowing they might keep you or drive you crazy
23 hours in a cell somebody save me
I'm on a jail call trying to explain it to my baby
I gotta do the calendar twice and that's a maybe
Trauma
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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Used to be a dreamer
Dreamin' of a fire
Uh my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale
It's f**ked up she gotta see me in jail
On the visit with Lil Papi it hurt even though I seemed to be well
They got a smoker with a key to my cell d**n
And even worst my judge black don't wanna see me do well
It's either that or black people for sale
Gave me two to four years like f**k your life meet me in hell
And let it burn like Lucifer you look even stupider
Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us
For 44 dollars a hour you coward they using ya
Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate
This where the so-called real n***as sweeping up for cupcakes
And that's your phone time if you ain't got no money you ain't online
Hey call your son call your daughter just to wish them more prime
Oh God don't let them streets get a hold of 'em
Your daughter f**kin' now it's gon be a cold summer
Your son trapping and your homie giving O's to him
And if he f**k that paper up he puttin' holes through him
And you just wanna make it home so you can show it to him
And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya
They want blood we all hangin' with a noose on our neck
My celly mom just died he wanna use my collect
And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check
We still n***as though what you expect
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker
Ain't no PTSDs them d**gs keep it at ease
They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze
Could've put him in a cop car but they let him just bleed
The ambulance they coming baby just breathe
That's what the old lady said when she screamed
This nightmare on Elm Street Friday the 13th
And in the 13th amendment it don't say that we kings
They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing
They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team
And all his teammates ain't saying a thing stay woke
If you don't stand for nothing you gon' fall for something
And in the 60's if you kneeled you'd prolly be killed
But they don't kill you now they just take you out of your deal
Kill your account look where money get spilled
Check it and they don't kill you now
They just take you out of your deal
Kill your account look where money get spilled
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker
How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail
Invisible shackles on the king 'cause s**t I'm on bail
I went from selling out arenas now s**t I'm on sale
Them cold nights starting to feel like hell uhh
Watching a black woman take my freedom
Almost made me hate my people
When they label you felon it's like they telling you they not equal
11 years going to court knowing they might keep you or drive you crazy
23 hours in a cell somebody save me
I'm on a jail call trying to explain it to my baby
I gotta do the calendar twice and that's a maybe
Trauma
I just won
I was on the corner with the reefa
And they got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil
Uhh trauma
When them d**gs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your father
Go to school bullet holes in the locker



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