[Intro: 6LACK]
To live and then die in America
To live and then die in America
To be young and then die in America
To be young and be black in America (I'm scared of her)
[Verse 1: 6LACK]
I done seen a lot of things, I done been so many places (Places, places)
I met the angels, met the demons, I can't keep up with the faces (Faces, faces)
The ones you think don't mean no harm can't wait for you to trip and fall (Fall, yeah)
But my sight so fuckin' nice, I swear, I see right through them all (All, yeah)
I got my eyes widе, don't try the nice guy
Read you likе a book, no salt on your mind
Better stay woke, embrace the twilight
This is our time, I'm a walkin' Zeitgeist
Sick and tired of these tired ass niggas tryna scheme on the low
Sick and tired of these girls [?] tryna get what they want
Sick and tired of these labels, see you tryna stick me for my paper
All these snakes are tryna get up underneath the table
You lookin' for the truth, I'ma say what they want
You can't feed me anything, I refuse if they don't
You can't buy what's fuckin' real, I don't need a payroll
I'ma put you on the gang, first you got to stay woke, stay woke
[Chorus: 6LACK]
Stay woke, stay woke, stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke, stay woke, stay woke
Stay woke
[Verse 2: JID]
All I see is evil in my dream, I don't wanna sleep
All I see is people tryna scheme the fuck outta me
Kinda scared the fuck out of me
You can catch a buckshot like, "Pop, pop"
Now you got a scene
Got time, gotta dip
[?]
My nigga said he'd do ten days in Rice Street
If a nigga tried to play him like a bitch
He said, "Fuck jail, fuck twelve, fuck bond, fuck bail"
Get the money out the mud, let it be
I ain't change his mind 'cause he older than me
Therefore he Jesus Christ, Buddha, and rosary beads
Hold me, hold my D
Tell 'em pig fucks I'ma roll my weed
I need clarity please
They clench they purse, look at me with a squint
Dark tint on my skin, I'm John or Willie Lynch
Cerebral palsy hit the floor, palms clench
Head bow to the God who exists
You talk about God like he a myth
Y'all gonna be sick, hell darker than the abyss
They target a target, mark him, then cross him up off of the list
They walkin' a minor marginal struggle, straddlin' fences
I gotta repent for me
[Outro: Black Milk]
Show 'em who is better, iller with the letter
Realest shit I ever wrote
Hold up, run it again
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