Donavan Burt - 4th of July

Yea
Brothers brothers brothers
Niggas niggas niggas
Sisters sisters sisters
Bitches bitches bitches
We have got to stop
This is what they want you to do
They want you to fight against Eachother so they can call the cops And fight against you as well
You need to get a grip on yo self and Yo life
You need to understand that nothing Goes right when you livin wrong
Brother i know you understand
You killed that guy last day
I seen it with my own eyes
Brothers brothers brothers
I got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock
I just got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock
Cut that down nigga fuck yo brown
We only value soil when the shit so Rich
Big bad wolf in a house full of bricks
Funny how we still runnin into the Pigs
Tryna blow dowwn
Me amigos
Where the weed tho
Give a dap give a pound give a free Throw
Only feel i got a shot when a nigga Get high
And i only get high with hopes to by I
Speak for the hood souls trapped With no soles
To run from they prollems
Solve it wit a k fuck around catch Case lil kids wit no way and the cycle Stay the same
I'm just speaking for the game nigga
Get it
Off yo chess board
Take yo steps force
Place yo best foward
Less the effort
I mean
You ain't even gotta do shit to say
I got shot by the cops
On the block today
Niggas pull up on the block and let The choppa spray
Say a bullet got no name still dodging Strays
Its strange ‎to say
I feel like it was destiny ‎
Im ‎questioning
‎Will i find a better place
Im questioning
‎Am i just another face on blocks to Paint
‎I contemplate
‎What the fuck a nigga worth
‎I got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock
I just got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock
Reachin for the sky getting shot With our hands up
Hand cuffs
On a nigga hands when he stand up
So watch yo step you know they
Watch with techs
No disrespect but fuck a pig yo set Nigga
Funny how the swine always gave to The black
In the back of the bus but we still got Drive
25 on the dash hope we still alive
And they wonder why you drive slow
Go figure see
Police is watchin
Nigga the streets is watchin
The kids is watchin
Bot thee clock is tockin
We ain't supposed to make it past Twenty fivee
So maybe if im slow then I'll survive
Nah
Stay woke
Never scared to die
Got a short fuse
Fuck cruise
Tom(time) ain't my uncle
Jus a deadbeat nigga
Only time is a hustle
Need my bread cheese
Nigga Face
Flexin the muscle
Like
Hollywood love a nigga that a smile right?
Damn
Still get shot
Even camera
Be a mc
You could still get hammer
Nigga no deal and we still tryna Manage
But it's hard when yo mans on Camera saying
I got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock
I just got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send them shots
Act like cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack yo wings saying fuck yo flock

Written by:
Donavan Burt

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