It Ain't Safe Outside

[Intro: Propain] And that's when they say they saw these two groups of men arugin' outside And the arugin' then escalated to gun violence between the two groups The US broke year another record for new Coronavirus infections just yesterday As cases continue to rise nationwide This man kneeled on a man's neck For eight minutes and forty-six seconds Yeah, look [Verse: Propain] They say pain don't last forever, that shit a myth Bein' real gon' be your curse and a nigga's gift That block cold beforе the winter hit The streets don't lovе a soul and boy, this shit don't come with memberships That judge hate us but with years, he get generous Still we Barry Bonds, riskin' stripes just to make a digit flip All we know is jump shots and pistol grips Or call a play and try and run that shit like Emmitt Smith Run it up then we run it to the dealership Damn, I know that's some nigga shit They still think we slaves but only nah, they ain't sendin' ships And laws don't give charge when they pop us, they just gettin' it quick Oldheads said, "A change comin'," he could feel the shift I told 'em, "Keep dreamin', school, not from where my vision sit" And I know bread can't fix it all, I ain't ignorant But broke don't fix a motherfuckin' thing, my focus gettin' rich Or die tryin', I came in with only fifty cent Independent, doin' it biggie on some Diddy shit Nigga, yeah, I'm tryna chase a buck They call him underdog for a reason, my only way is up See y'all could play that foreign role with them, you can't fake with us Bread don't make you real just like that pistol, that don't make you tough It's stress when you down, but it get better when that paper touch Get up off your ass and go and grind if I ain't sayin' enough Shootin' money to my cous' until he out the can In pictures we look like legends in the South of France Open shirt, sippin' Rose, we on a yacht in Cannes Just some motivation to show my nigga he still got a chance Realest in my city, nigga, that's bein' modest, fam' But trophies never made satisfied the way these dollars can So bitches bone, rubberband that money, every knot or gram Reportin' half, got 'em cookin' books, bitch, we dodgin' Sam Focus, no disrespect Corona, but I'm Black We've been fightin' to breathe since these crackers brought us over 'Round this bitch feelin' low, ironically we never sober Bills due, your mama cryin' and daddy hocus pocus At the same time, your own people turnin' into cobras Niggas that you grew up with hate to sit when you growin' So we marchin' 'bout these cops, but I'm still lookin' over shoulder 'Cause the chance is high that you gon' die the niggas that you knowin, damn That's fucked up, but a honest phrase Honor of my pops, that nigga left, but the trauma stayed You should see that pain on my mama's face The folks I love the most, they broke my heart into a hundred ways Damn, I be numb for days We don't get no therapy, we just walk around like nothin' faze Shit, just another day Bitch, we outside and it ain't nothin' safe [Interlude: Propain] Yeah, this shit ain't nothin' new to us Born to lose, race to win though [Chorus: Z-Ro] It ain't safe outside But long as I'm here, you're safe right now I said it ain't safe outside I got keep that thang on me, I know they wanna take my life No, it ain't safe here no more 'Cause I'm here, I'm here No, it ain't safe here no more There is no man I fear