Crooked cops is killin' niggas like they lost they mind
If I say that black life matter it might cost me mine
Old folks say they still gon' pray for me, that's awfully kind
Tell my wifey not to worry I'm gon' cross the line
Out here lookin for some justice but that lil bitch blind
They toss me swine
I'm the flossy kind
With that hood rich mind
Hey DJ that my DJ
Let the hook rewind
Make that hook rewind
Verse 1: Malik Yusef
My government tryna jug me
Turn the good me to the hood me
Good me, work a job
You can excel at this
Hood me, flip yo check
Nigga sell these bricks
Good me, she got a man, let shorty rock
Hood me, he can't beat yo ass, bring her to the block
Good me, gotta go to church, guess it's time for bed
Hood me, wanna see a bitch twerk, plus I need some head
Good me, need to Save Money, be more like Vic and Chance
Hood me, hit the club make it hurricane with a hunnad bands
Good me, let it go, take the focus off race
Hood me, fuck 12 and hit Donald Trump in his face
The good me, success a journey, no matter how long it take
Hood me, hit The Breakfast club drop a diss song like Drake
Good me, align ya chakras, negative thoughts are a trap
Hood me, cop a beat from Fya make a song about straps
My government tryna jug me
Turn the good me to the hood me
Chorus: Malik Yusef
Crooked cops is killin' niggas like they lost they mind
If I say that black life matter it might cost me mine
Old folks say they still gon' pray for me, that's awfully kind
Tell my wifey not to worry I'm gon' cross the line
Out here lookin for some justice but that lil bitch blind
They toss me swine
I'm the flossy kind
With that hood rich mind
Hey DJ that my DJ
Let the hook rewind
Make that hook rewind
Bridge: The Legendary Fya Man:
I just wanna cop a Pelle coat for my baby
So I had to sell a mega dose to this lady
Now I'm on the road with a load for my baby
Diamonds on my gas tank
Benzo Mercedes
Police roll up on me, ima tell 'em I ain't seen shit
My government tryna j down on me, life do not mean shit
Three in the morning they burnin' up cars and lootin'
The police 'pose to be protecting and serving, they shootin'
Verse 2: Malik Yusef
You got a wrist, I got a wrist
Yo shit look like glitter
You got a bitch, I got a bitch
But mine way more thicker
They say I'm real, who say you real
You look unfamiliar
You got a God and I got a God
But mine live in my mirror
God live in my mirror
Oh God live in my mirror
Verse 3: Malik Yusef
The good me, show her off, let the whole world know she mine
Hood me, ignore her texts, waste four months of her time
The good me, hit the family crib, reunion in the backyard
Hood me, big cousin goofy, fuck it crack his card
Good me, we grew up together, y'all should never fight
Hood me WORLDSTAR, get a million likes
Good me take a rubber bullet, stand at Standing Rock
The hood me might have to pull it, so keep the cannon cocked
My government tryna jug me
Turn the good me to the hood me
Chorus: Malik Yusef
Crooked cops is killin' niggas like they lost they mind
If I say that black life matter it might cost me mine
Old folks say they still gon' pray for me, that's awfully kind
Tell my wifey not to worry I'm gon' cross the line
Out here lookin for some justice but that lil bitch blind
They toss me swine
I'm the flossy kind
With that hood rich mind
Hey DJ that my DJ
Let the hook rewind
Make that hook rewind