Niteboi - LOVE THY NEIGHBOR Lyrics

Yeah
Ooh
Please don't cancel me
I think it's bad enough
I think I've had enough
I can't imagine of
White America, they treat us like f*ck all the tenderness
And they so prejudice, firin' without severance
Never would I ever elegantly be devilish
They'll use the voice of a reverend just for the hell of it
As long as that 1JZ engine revvin', I'm tellin' 'em
They markin' up the tax returns on blacks and they sellin' them
They sellin' us, so, who we to trust?
So, f*ck the money, cars and anything from lil' friend and them
Ya dig? Right
Sometimes in this world, your choices get flatlined
White fathers disownin' daughters for datin' a black guy
His coworkers hate him 'cause of the racist shit, thats why
He be talkin' in his office like "I hate that guy"
You better watch it, girl
'Cause next is his life
White daughters disownin' fathers for killing they black guy
Ended his timeline, who in they right mind?
'Cause now both families gotta deal with that pipe bomb
Now, tell me how's white guy that's baptized let his biggest fear be black guys?
What about God?
Most times it's a facade, and some rely on that to get a job
Hide behind the cars that they can fit in they garage
Tryin' all the drugs, still can't accept their own faults
Tryin' to keep his wife and keep the strippers on call
You gon' go insane trying to have it all, dawg
This place so out of touch
No, we don't feel the love from white America
Mm
A white family comin' home to the neighborhood, others say "Hi"
I arrive, they just watch me drive by
It's sad, ain't it? Type of shit to make you mad, ain't it?
Like how they'd feel if they daughter had a black baby
We aggravated, yeah, but, we don't need annihilation
But, the arsenal of beats I make, indeed, violate
I strap it with what every body think and I'll say it
When I play it, song still in they head an hour later
And thats my favorite, so, I hope you don't forget it, baby
Feel like the only one thats pushin' boundaries lately
I got so many crazy song ideas in my head and like conservatives, I'm trying to get 'em read
Sorry, I'm a knucklehead
And persistent as a virgin that just want some head
To finally get it just laugh and say "F*ck what they said"
So, you just bask in it, how you was up in the bed
Feel so good, it make a nigga wan' cum again
And she gon' tell her friends, yeah, you know how it be
Now, they sittin' 'round the table, chokin' on the tea
But, that can't be the only thing she trying to get from me
I heard she think this music finna help her buy up everything
(T'hahaha, yo)
Make your mama proud, babygirl, marry a doctor
Not the rockstar who gon' smoke like a rasta
Not the one that's so broke he can't pronounce his pasta
You up to no good, they assume by your posture
The pants sag replicates rappin' my ass off
Trying to put me in box of stick-ups and standoffs
Then they look at you like "Is you changing or what?"
But, pullin' my pants up don't make me corporate enough, so f*ck it
Right? Right
I think it's bad enough
I think I've had enough
I can't imagine of
A place so out of touch
No, we don't feel the love from white America