Verse 1:
All I wanna do is make a dollar today smoking with the homies tryna find me a way
Daddy never working so I'm hustling weight
F*ck with the flour like I'm baking a cake
These are the stigmas of a nigga
Nappy headed king
Tryna dream but I seen to much smoke up in the mirror
I've been focused for min
I noticed they been telling lies
To whom seek more must explore on this planet uh
Selling mom's food stamps it be like that
Sleeping on auntie floor cause them sheets got wet
Wearing your cousin shoes funds got tapped
Surviving without our job cause your skin too black
You rise above it !!!!
Hook:
Muthaf*cka
Now ride with Maryland most wanted
Now welcome to the mecca
Black excellence
Verse 2:
See I'm that soul brother
Black lover
Road runner
Real nigga
Flow butter
No other
Real knowledge
Failed college
But still Rocking
Cause I still got it
Something like the hood prophet
Dread locked Rasta
Weed smoking
Big penis
From a black city
That means that we getting it
I spend black dollars tryna build my empire
Talking big business
Tryna reach something higher
Uh huh
Riding through Glen Arden tryna make it out
Bright seat road liquor store seeing what the liq about
Police tryna snake me out
Corruption in the city getting gritty
This is what
Farrikhan talking bout
We learn truth from the noble Drew Ali
Talking mors in the systems tryna find my peace
Peace signs hi Left hand 5 degrees
High power while it's blood on the leaves