Affirmative Action

Wicked niggas

Ayo sit back relax, sip ya cognac

Young insomniac, as you sleep the hood'll wash you like a laundromat

Sneak attack and trap from cats who pop collar

In fact ya dog'll be on a shirt like a rottweiler

Some say I'm funny style, I say I'm gettin' money style

Where niggas get shot everyday, shit ain't even funny now

The streets is hungry, I remember how my tummy growled

I was just a bummy child, now they see me comin' chow

Made a mil', my life is lookin' yummy now

Learn from bein' broke, don't get rich and be a dummy now

Cause rap niggas turnin' mummy now

Hostin' all black parties, eyes teary, nose runny now

So warn ya brothas, yea them karats cost a hundred thou

But when it's over that's all folks, Bugs Bunny style

Ain't see it before, my eyes is 20/20 now

Used to keep it a hundred, them niggas funny money now

So I got the two seater, keep ya honey from me now

Paint white, seats tan, shit look honey bunny now

Yea, shout out the homies on the ave still

It's no love in the game, that's how the Cavs feel

Yo my mind's hardwired for crime

Career crook from the cradle, that's just how I'm designed

Certified street king, I'm the last of my kind

By he lived, not for the way he died is how a man is defined

These new niggas quick to shoot without lookin', blind fury

All pussy, when the wolf pack loose they hide jewelry

They hide when I fly by, high in that 5-series

Don't care how cool you think they is, don't bring them guys near me

Never trust a soul, fuck what the hood think

First they took Stack from us, then they took Chinx

Survival of the fit, the hunger is real

And my city is like a concrete jungle for real

Kill or be killed in my mindset since I was twelve

Get money, eat good with my people and live well

If I don't find heaven on earth I raise hell

You see hellfire escape from the barrel, I blaze shells

To this day I ask my man how the fuck we escape cells

The few who understand me, they come from the same hell

The shit I say is shocking, you stepped on a third rail

You gotta feel me to know what I'm sayin', Kane braille

See I normally leave the classics alone

Normally no B and E's without a map of the home

Formally I don't compare, all these rappers is clones

You ever sat on the phone spatterin' poems, I massacre homes

But these new niggas beef different, they just send a sub at him

Me I'm still tentin' to hoop, cockin' the snub at him

Niggas don't fuck with him, I don't give a fuck again

LeBron inspired, must've thought I needed love to win

Smoke and mirrors, gotta be an illusion

You never see me disputin', I delete the confusion

I scoop my nigga in that two seater, we movin'

Soon as he extend the arm, we gon' reach a conclusion

You niggas never felt that pain, it's like torture

When the shooter never comin', fatigue like Korver

Nigga whole existence is to take them pies off ya

When you see 'em you might offer knowin' niggas might off ya