Vojayy - Black Oh Me

Politics, don’t talk politics
My career if I had one I’ll demolish it, oh well I guess I’ll just fix it up and polish it
Oh yeah it’s good new
They faking who they are to hang around crew
We in philly but they acting new new, but we’re filming them like film crews
Gotta couple terries, talking how it’s getting scary
But they were flexing like they was crews
Black on black to the job, they say hold on it don’t vibe, please sir don’t rob, me
Glasses on now I can see, you wanna be me but not me
Dress like you really Bobby but never could get the brown
So you standing right beside me
I never felt safe, they got me doing a job with a safe
Probably check the camera every second just to feel safe,
I serve the ones with the money, to me it’s really funny
‘Cause even with the music their the ones who really fund me
What
I guess that’s just my luck
If I say thank you sir with a smile they might give me a couple bucks
But is the money worth it
My ego and my pride hurting, I tried to think on how to word this
While I feel the burden, while I feel I’m a burden
But I’ll make it so they heard this, we the people
But they say it all in cursive, hoping we don’t decode the curtain
American flag, I feel so embarrassed to be an American dad
I feel we’re going out sad
People untied but we couldn’t accept the stakes so now we breaking bad
Segregation
What we fight for if you tell us selling dope our only occupation
Nine years old you tell me my time is wasting
Like I had to be a man because being a kid was just a privilege
A one my people never had so you stick us in a village
With rules in place for us to come out as the villain
Can’t even hang with my friends because they see it as more than chilling
Gunshots and drug dealing
I can’t even pronounce certain dangs, I meant certain things
Because my school was lacking in certain change
Books from years ago we’re learning the same things
But this the life for me, the fact that I’m happy in my image it’s what right for me
I’ll leap through hurdles just to show you that through the pain
We still have rights don’t we
A world with love and no hate it’s what I write hoping
Hoping for these change is like a tight roping
My hopes is the only way I’m coping

Written by:
Javon Perry

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