Democrat Party

[Intro] I remember walking up and down that alley you know Trying to get some money I finally met somebody [Verse 1] Malcolm X my brother assalamu alaikum Trump ain't no different from Ronald Reagan Black and white TV my antenna is a clothes hanger My reality is jack boys and dope slingers Might see your sister in the back room with crack fumes Running this crack house like a barber and beauty saloon We had the [?] to break these boulders down Trapping and looking for carrot top when he come rolling 'round Gentrification got niggas changing location now I done took a loss and my pistol became impatient now I know I'm a boss I ain't let all this weight just weight me down I can't wait on nothing, I'm at you people like pay me now [Chorus] And I keep the pack from a democrat Niggas scared to touch it, fuck it Send me that crown My Mexicans is moving we need every cent So tell them go ahead bill me we gon' jump the fence Trudging through this desert with these bales on my back I'm gon' be chilling like a cholo if I make it Told my people it's a chance that I might not make it back But it's a chance that I'd ever have to take it [Verse 2] We done came up from the bottom and we co-defendants I know you would never snitch on me nigga before the sentence I put all my property in my momma name I feel like they was watching me so I'm out the game I got a problem with authority, won't stay in my lane So I'm experimenting with other things than cocaine I mean I am the poster child for that plant Mary Jane And my nigga making meth in the woods now We doing numerals on pharmaceuticals The shit's unusual I'm watching niggas grow CBD while watching [?] Couple y'all done told me you're biting on your cuticles We pulling up with two of those and shooting up your funeral For real [Chorus] And I keep the pack from a democrat Niggas scared to touch it, fuck it Send me that crown My Mexicans is moving we need every cent So tell them go ahead bill me we gon' jump the fence Trudging through this desert with these bales on my back I'm gon' be chilling like a cholo if I make it Told my people it's a chance that I might not make it back But it's a chance that I'd ever have to take it [Verse 3] Baking soda and a microwave's a luxury I started with a spoon and a lighter, I had to cook it up Back when [?] had that Benzy bought from [?] Jimmy had that Bonneville sitting on gold Y'all can look it up That was the days, it was beige Looking around now it's brown, now a different page Still I'm around now, walking through a different maze Taking these pounds to your town, going a different way Gotta keep extra bands where our bitches stay Either we pay you in cash or we can pay you in yay Facts Building up my house with a brick a day Watch a nigga lose his life and ain't got shit to say [Chorus] And I keep the pack from a democrat Niggas scared to touch it, fuck it Send me that crown My Mexicans is moving we need every cent So tell them go ahead bill me we gon' jump the fence Trudging through this desert with these bales on my back I'm gon' be chilling like a cholo if I make it Told my people it's a chance that I might not make it back But it's a chance that I'd ever have to take it