My People

Boy I’d give my life for my people, I’d die for my people
I ain’t trippin' over evil, I’ll see ya
Boy I swear I’d die for my people yea, I’d give my life for my people yea
I’ll take you to a place where the dream is out of reach
People sleeping in the streets prayin' for a dollar please
We can slide to the east, single mother tryna eat
Can’t feed her kids on no EBT? Shiiit
Flat screens out the PAWN shop, whips out the cash lot
Niggas feed families out a glass pot
Making chump change an hour ‘til he started selling powder
First time he took a champagne shower (shit)
Old school played then scratch-offs, the feds took the tax off
My nigga still living off of scraps dog
Well shit it’s all good though, cause niggas in the hood know
We gon' always get it how we live