Ft. Vince Staples & Casey Veggies

(Hook)
How it feel to be a black man
Wit yo fists in the air tryin' to fight fo' yo rights
How it feel to be a nigga
Wit yo finga on the trigger, put a price on his life
How it feel to be a broke boy
Ain't a thing in the bank and a stain on his Nikes
And how it feel to be richer
When erry muthafucka tryin' to get a dime, open up yo mind

(Verse: Vince Staples)
Fucking raw like a luva 
Shooting out the car like a busta
Same old G like my father and my mother
Sherm sticks burn like perms, shit
She used to swoop me in her Granny bucket
We was fuckin', she was busting
Asking why I'm busting?
Niggas thugging 'why ya neva go to class or nothing?'
I ain't need it, why yo daddy actin' like ya tweakin'
Cause he feening, why ya asking all these fuckin' questions?
Lie impressions durin' adolescence
In the pen, crip and blood just a point of reference
But I'm still sayin' cuz like we killing something
Dreamed of killin' somethin' then I did it, can't fo'get it
Calling women bitches got me treatin' momma different
Intermissions, rhymin' in my mama's kitchen
I'm ain't tripping, hell is waiting, let the karma kick in
But I'm just tryin' to  kick it, baby slow it down

(Hook)

(Bridge x2)
Niggas slow down, ya moving too fast
Just might crash, might burn
Open up yo mind, take yo time
Baby betta wait yo turn

[Verse 2: Oktane]
It go follow, the pretty girls follow
Them down home women and them city girls follow
That old lady thinkin', stealin' so she gon' follow
Photoshop it till they double-tap it, they gon' follow
Yeah that's all they're looking for
"Scroll up, can she roll up? Yeah", good to go
Hardly got it flowtin' but you're lookin' tho'
That's how it is, get it how ya live
Gotta change it but nothing changes
Until ya plan it and rearrange it
They call us niggers
What if I say I don't take offence to it
What if I told ya I don't cringe to it
What if I looked whoeva said it in his face and said
Yo kids luv my shit iPod's proof
I'm that nigga, check yo kids music
Life lessons
I humble up and erry time I stumble up
I'm just that lyin', that ain't cryin', while I bust the jungle up
Kelly taught me that some friends are only temporary
And belly told me that my lil sister's lookin' at me
I tell ya how it feel

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Price)
Open up yo mind, we from the West Side, we born to ride!
They set us up fo' demise, it's time to rise
Am I a black king cuz I'm full of pride?
Or am I nigga cuz I like my chicken fried
My girl would think her thighs are tin to ride
Hide me while I'm gettin' high
My cousin dided, that left me sick inside
96, barely six banging hypnotize
Singing Biggie, Biggie, damn, I miss my cousin Sid
He said that every time I rap, neva gon' get tired of that
Counting racks wit my pack
That's where ya can find me at
In the cut cuz it's too many niggas switchin' up
When ya up they luv ya 
But when ya down they don't give a fuck
I tell ya  what, ya think ya turnt cuz ya got put on
But what is ya doing to put yo hood on?
Was the young nigga wit the hood on
Hands in my pockets clenchin' until I realized we was all dying fo' nuthin'
So let me ask ya sumethin'

(Hook)

Bridge x2)

(Verse 4: Casey Veggies)
I got my hoodie on like Trayvon
They lettin' people get away wit them hate crimes
Police shot em, how was there no witness? It was day time
Way this shit goin' it's like racism still alive
Come as ya are and represent wit yo life on
Young black kings just shinin' wit our ice on
On stage telling ya  life story, keep the lights on
Y'all been eating but my people, we would like sum'
The youth need hope, the inspiration, they could use it now
I bump yo music when in doubt or when I'm feelin' down
A lot on my mind, I still try to use a smile
Just sum' young hot boys, they treat us like sum' juveniles