text: Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
  Damn, damn, damn, damn
  21, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Zaytoven
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  If Young Metro dont trust you Im gon shoot you 
  They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols 
  Im tryna feed my family, I aint being political 
  You aint givin out money, then they look at you pitiful 
  You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you 
  Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon shoot up your Sprinter 
  I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental 
  Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
  Got a extendo and a hoodie, he cant wait til December
  Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon shoot you on camera 
  Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin to a bandana
  Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle 
  Loadin up his chopper , he gon show em black lives matter 
  Another nigga made the news, it aint nothin new 
  He done dropped outta school, it aint nothin new 
  He done got his first tool, it aint nothin new 
  Mama on that dog food, it aint nothin new 
  He smokin weed and he changin, it aint nothin new 
  All his friends gang-bangin, it aint nothin new 
  Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue 
  Another nigga from the hood tryna ball, too 
  Shit gettin outrageous 
  Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages 
  Young, black, poor, aint had a father since a baby
  Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement? 
  Why you think we ridin round with choppers off safety? 
  Streets cutthroat, nigga, so Im cutthroat 
  I used to sell dope, nigga, now I cant vote 
  Poppin Percocets to kill the pain, I cant cope 
  Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes 
  Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke 
  Breakin down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope 
  They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke 
  Welcome to the hood, yeah, where niggas dyin at 
  Same place where the best chicken gettin fried at 
  Same place where the police killin, tellin lies at 
  It aint just the babies, man, I swear their mamas cryin now 
  Another nigga made the news, it aint nothin new 
  He done dropped outta school, it aint nothin new 
  He done got his first tool, it aint nothin new 
  Mama on that dog food, it aint nothin new 
  He smokin weed and he changin, it aint nothin new 
  All his friends gang bangin, it aint nothin new 
  Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue 
  Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too