Mo 804 - Message to the Black Man

Grew up in the north, I jumped off the porch
Time to go get it, I ain't waitin' no more
All my niggas wanted to do is play sports
Now we stack chips like we tryna make Forbes
I remember days I was really piss poor
Young with ambition I just wanna get more
10 figures, 1 milli, I can think far
Still in trenches, but I let my wings soar
Black boy fly, look up to the ceiling
Money coming in, oh what a feeling
Buy a couple stocks, buy another watch
Do the speed limit, still watching for the cops
Northside made me, Montrose raised me
In and out the club, I was with them 90s babies
We was teenagers, finna shoot a fade wit'
Any nigga trippin, we was wit it, anyday look
I'm staying out the way cuz I know them streets shady
Niggas think I change, but its levels to this game shit
Ian on the block, but i'm into real estate
If I buy the whole block, I could be the streets saviour
Pave a way for the niggas that's on the pavement
Pay the bond for niggas that in the cages
Yeah, I really be tryna change shit
In my own lane but I'm about to make a lane shift
The boulevard the niggas that I raise wit
Where they posted on the corner wit that caine shit
Yeah they posted on the corner with that white girl
Ducking 12, we just tryna make it out here
Ain't no telling what the streets really showed us
Bullets flying, got me looking over shoulders
Mamas crying wishing that the crime slow up
Traumatize got a nigga feeling hopeless
Just to numb the pain shit we roll up
We just chillin on the block, finna post up
But we can make it out if we focus
Get your money right, this a letter to my dawgs look
Message to the Black Man, this is a do or die
Put your differences aside 'for we crucify
Them white folks love it when it's you and I
We can buy the neighborhood if we unify

Written by:
MOSES AMIR JOHNSON

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