Vince Stapples - Locked&Loaded lyrics

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Oh Lord,Oh Lord,oh Lord

Oh,Lord,oh,Lord,Oh Lord

Oh Lord,Oh Lord

Oh Lord,oh Lord,oh Lord

I never needed nobody to believe in

I’ve seen them change like the seasons

R.I.P., you just a candle on the cement

Once you leave so I've been trying to live forever, dog

I got a .25 Beretta in my mama car

Same one my brother use, same one my father bought

Everybody telling when they go to court

I'm feeling like they don't make niggas like me no more

I still got slaves hanging from my family tree

The young still gangbanging like we WC

And Mac 10, Mac 10's sit up under the fleece

Because the powers that be just don’t fuck with me

Since back when there was white men under them sheets

Ride a horseback, walking on the backs of the free

You see we in it to survive, what the fuck did you think?

At the blink of an eye niggas could die in these streets

My life a movie, hope you liking the show

They act, we shooting, just a part of the role

The road to riches wasn't made for niggas that's slow

I pray for blessings, grab my weapon when I walk out the door

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,I’m ready to go

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,I’m ready to go

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,I’m ready to go

When I'm ready to go, when I'm ready to go,when I’m ready to go

Hey, tell these niggas let the black man shine

This little light of mine, a nine I hide inside of my drawers

Ain't nothing ancient, mama, ey little mama, ey don't start

I only pray when asking Allah how we made it this far

But still I'm all about the dollar, pass the offer and jog

The thoughts of niggasat the bottom what I offer to you all

We from the slave ship, all my niggas ride for the cause

We on the same shit trying to survive all the loss

Because they ain't shit, won't take shit but the charge

Because we can't snitch, know you niggas heard it before

A child was murdered before; he had a chance to mature

And bet the one they didn't ever see outside of the bars

We the pride of Raymond Washington, they washin’ us all

They washin’ us all

Them baggy troops fit just like them county blues

Mac 10 match well with my black skin

Little black boy shooting up the avenue

My life a movie, hope you liking the show,you likin’ the show

They act, we shooting, just a part of the role,just a part of the role

The road to riches wasn't made for niggas that's slow

I pray for blessings, grab my weapon when I walk out the door

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,and I’m ready to go

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,and I’m ready to go

Locked and loaded and I'm ready to go,and I’m ready to go

When I'm ready to go, when I'm ready to go,when I’m ready to go