I JUST WANNA LIVE (feat. Andra Day, Lucky Daye and IDK)

I'm a young black man

Doing all that I can

To stand

Oh, but when I look around

And I see what's being done

To my kind

Every day

I'm being hunted as prey

My people don't want no trouble

We've had enough struggle

I just wanna live

God protect me

I sat down to have a conversation with my inner child today

Told her it's gon' be some things

Told her to protect her peace

'Cause I know

That she might wanna break

She might have to fight alone

Scream and yell at me 'fore when they all go

They gon' tell you, "Shut up, angry black girl"

You live in a man's world

Broken rib, holdin' up the arms of revolution, I

Don't feed into they statistics, it's bullshit

The game's rigged, the same playlist

Of last, they design a place

CIS up in this B-I-itch but it's a fake win

If all black lives don't make it across the finish

I just want to live (Too, live too)

I hope that means as much to you

Thirty percent divided is forty million united, God

I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live)

God protect me

Oh I just wanna live (I just wanna live)

God protect me

I look to you

When I ain't got nothin' left

But doubt

I long, for protection

How many brothers must we lose

For the world we've already won

Ooh, ooh-ooh

God I'm asking you, for more armor

Afraid of none

Waitin' for the rain to stop

I just wanna live

Yeah I thought about hittin' the Gucci store when the lootin' happened, God love us

Tell me what the

Yeah I thought about hittin' the Louis store but Virgil is my black brother

Tell me what the

God love us

Tell, tell, tell me what the devil wears, Gucci or Prada?

Because I'm lookin' and I see it there

Breakin' the glass, rob me the mannequin, put it in my bag

Walk out the door, with twenty thousand worth of price tags

Walk in the house with what I grabbed and I'm still sad

Put on the news, another death, and now I'm real mad

Put on my shoes, grab me the bat, now I'm goin' back

Walked to the store, nobody black, you gon' get a

You alright?

Bumpin' this Teyana Taylor

Thinking 'bout Breonna Taylor

How can my genetic makeup, make it?

So I never wake up

Make it, so I meet my maker

God

I just wanna

Throw a molotov at the cop

Whether he crooked or not

Until them killing us stops

Ripley, believe it or not

My people targeted, pop

We 'bout to listen to Pac

Give me all the food, unless we breakin' in the door

I'm 'bout to take what you got

'Cause we don't ask for a lot

And Reagan, gave us garages when he gave us the rock, hmm

Maybe hmm, thinking this way could open doors

If hmm, Karen actually cared a little hmm

I just wanna live (wanna live, wanna live)

God protect me

I just wanna live (I just wanna live)

God protect me

I just wanna live