Black Man, Walk Lyrics

[Chorus]

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it

And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball

Niggas, they don't really live this life

Niggas, they don't really see this trife

Niggas, they just wanna see you down

Even closest niggas hate to see you fight



[Verse]

Fuck them niggas I will never fold

Fuck them niggas I will never leave

I been tryna get my own money, mind my own business

I will never cease

Only niggas I be with is G's

In our city all we see is fiends

In the city thrax is pouring up and bree is rollin' one

I'm mobbing with the team

I been tryna learn to be a man

They always tell me keep your ground to stand

Never let nobody walk all over

If they do it once you know it come again

Bitches they gon' think you soft nigga

If you show 'em weakness then you lose your chance

But every nigga fuck up one or twice

You gotta hurt to learn and then you'll understand

I swear to God I'll never change nigga

I'm from the bottom I'm the same nigga

At the same time you will never make it

If you still remain with all the same niggas

To keep it real you gotta leave a few

You do for them they wouldn't do for you

Don't give your diamonds to another bitch if she don't do the same

I'm only droppin' jewels

It's all good I ain't no frontin' nigga

Like these niggas rappin', I done had like two

I had to go and get my mind together even though it hurt

I swear I'll never lose

And money really change the ones around you

So make sure the good ones is eatin

The niggas that was never fuckin' with you

Gon' be all the niggas that be beggin' pleadin' I swear



[Chorus]

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it

And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball

Niggas, they don't really live this life

Niggas, they don't really see this trife

Niggas, they just wanna see you down

Even closest niggas hate to see you fight



[Verse 2]

They don't know what I been through

I swear to God this what I been through

I had to face alotta fuckin pain but that's what make a man

So yea I been through

My shorty left a nigga out to die

It's all good I love her to the death

I'm sittin gotta see my mother struggle

Now these niggas out here really sendin threats

On my life I seen my father hurtin

High as hell and out on *** street

Chop it up with him, we talkin money

But its dirty money, what a great speech

Every day I swear I pray he safe

I hope he leave New Jersey just so he could sleep

Not my thoughts of a father and son relationship

Man I'm just happy that we still can speak

I'm trappin and my mother scared to death

Won't take the bread cause it got mold on it

My niggas told me Marc it take some time with this music shit

Don't put a hold on it

I'm starving nigga got my rib showin

It's time to go and get my muscle up

A real man stand for what he believe in

And get back up in case he fuck it up



Makin a man

Damn

Yea, Yea, Yea

I'm makin a man

Yea, fuck them niggas

Yea, Yea, Yea

I'm makin a man

Gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, yea

Im makin a man

Word up

Gang, gang, gang

Yea



[Chorus]

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't really want this war

Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it

And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball

Niggas, they don't really live this life

Niggas, they don't really see this trife

Niggas, they just wanna see you down

Even closest niggas hate to see you fight



[Verse3]

All these rappers talkin' like they bout it

And they hard and rowdy

Yea I truly doubt

I think these niggas just be self proclaimed

And y'all just play the game with y'all pen around it

I say fuck them niggas that won't support us

But support who made it

Truly in that order

They take ya money just like I'd be doin'

For us local niggas y'all wouldn't pay a quarter

Apologize for all these stress disorders

My comp is higher, I don't care much for ya

We should be together to plan it out

But all y'all niggas "stars" and nigga yes I'll quote it

My competition is the K. Lamar's

And the J. Cole's and the Meek Mill's

The Future's, the Drake's and the French's, the Rocky's

You local niggas look at me still

I don't do rap beef, and I don't do no talkin'

I'm talkin' bout money, no chatty patty

This game is dirty and y'all raw doggin' in this dirty bitch

Nigga I'm a flattered daddy

And I run the game like it had 24 inches dog do the math

Yea that's two feet

We makin' decisions it's only two out

And that's life or death nigga choose your treat

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