King Lil G - Killuminati Won't Save You lyrics

rate me

I'm the black sheep of the family

Graffiti up on the alley

An ambulance passing

Another tragedy happened in Cali

All I wanted was a role model

My father worked hard to tell me

Who the fuck was I supposed to follow?

It’s hard to swallow, my stomach’s hollow

Knowing I only had top romman to eat tomorrow

I had no problem drug dealing

I get mad when I think of all the bullshit that I was feeling

I believe my father really broke a happy home

Left us stranded in the dark for a fucking whore

I prayed to God it wouldn’t happen, but I was ignored

If it ain’t my family, what the fuck I’m living for?

No looking forward, no looking back

No hesitation when I put my hands on that strap

My music is the pain in my mother’s eyes

People struggling in the ghetto, something never televised

People struggling in the ghetto, something never televised

Killuminati won’t even save you from all the struggle I survived

One shot, two, three, four, can you feel the vibe?

This is for my mother’s pain and everything she sacrificed

I’m still mad at my brother’s chick

I can't believe she snitched on him,

Got damn, you on some other shit

I learned my lesson, never trust a bitch

I’m thinking calm as a motherfucker while staring at my rubber grip

My close homies on the run again

My phone is tapp, I think I’m being followed by these undercover pigs

I think they wanna set me up on some sucker’s shits

Snitching will never happen, forever be the opposite

Got my enemies saying ‘that motherfucker sick’

LA, Chi-Town, even Brooklyn

We got something in common if you Wondering

Hustle hard to the day you pay your mother’s rent

Ain’t that the real reason why we started hustling?

Besides the cars and the fame,And tryina fuck a bitch

My music is the pain in my mother’s eyes

Stranded in the ghetto with something that’s never televised

People struggling in the ghetto, something never televised

Killuminati won’t even save you from all the struggle I survived

One shot, two, three, four, can you feel the vibe?

This is for my mother’s pain and everything she sacrificed

My President is talking about some bullshit again

They keep taking education money from the kids

I’ve never seen him once ever speak about the homeless

Or Ever talk about the gang related feeling hopeless

In case you didn’t notice, the youngest To The oldest but

Homies never realize till that eviction notice

It’s time for us to grow up, the real world’s afraid of us

That’s why they never show love, you know what they label us

I wish I could just ignore the world with an ounce of weed

And tell the people in the ghetto they can count on me

Now dim the mother fuckin lights, put me in front of a crowd

Who applauds when I’m making Christ

My music is the pain in my mother’s eyes

Strengthen in the ghetto with something that’s never televised

People struggling in the ghetto, something never televised

Killuminati won’t even save you from all the struggle I survived

One shot, two, three, four, can you feel the vibe?

This is for my mother’s pain and everything she sacrificed

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