The Black L.A.B - Feel Like

I'm not the same nigga that left home
No, I'm not the same nigga you called nigger like ten-fold
I am a nigga that set goals
I am a nigga wit blessed soul
But I'm not the nigga you test though
I'm a nigga out the west side
I've always been a nigga
But public opinion say that doesn't make me less white
I am a nigga to stress nights
At night I'm up stressing 'bout the lessons we learn while living our best lives
Never was a nigga with a deadbeat dad
Momma true colors showed my better half ain't bad
I never knew the plight of what being a black man was
Feeling like anyone could love me for how black man fuck
A nigga feel like
Black is about the ultimate fetish
Cause white bitches hate niggas but they love the appendage
How nigga feel
Is product of mutual aggression
And how I feel is like a nigga who ain't cast no reflection

I feel the world full of tax babies
It's good to know if I ever want to be stable, fuck a bitch and have her back maybe
A real nigga just act crazy
So don't test me, this track may be the only reason I snap safely

No white flag surrender to these Ritz
The black flag shall flap forever till we split
Like a hoe on the floor
Lo and behold, relax at most she only a weakness so hold the axe
And don't chop me yet
A nigga spitting on these pussies like sloppy sex
Pop filter for the rubber, dick sopping wet
Mic check, grab a scrubber cause I'm mopping sweat from her back
At best let me just smash and dip
Count cash cause a nigga love a nasty flip
When we switch up positions I blast the clip
She seemed a lil hard of hearing
Mami this is where the passion lives
And I ain't never said a word but my phallus did
ASL with the hips, I'm a Cali kid
From Paso Robles, Calabasas to Alaska, shit
I'm that nigga with a fifth feeling passionate
And that ain't really even half of it
In the middle of the East, coast I'm coasting
Shorty got the most to poke, I'm posted
Blowing O's in the dojo, tryina figure out the motive yo

The world full of tax babies
It's good to know if I ever want to be stable, fuck a bitch and have her back maybe
Most niggas just act crazy
So don't press me cause I'm half and that's all I need to go bat brainy

Relax Lainey, your grand baby is safe
I know better than to ruin a perfectly good date
I like steak, but niggas need a palette for taste
I'm bout the salad but I'm boutta throw it down on some cake
Imagine niggas feeling 400 years of oppression
Then imagine the same niggas turn that to aggression
And when aggression is met with someone vetted in hard lessons
They're going to scar in the Battle
And leave a narc at procession
I mean it's only if a nigga let it
I'm 24 and I finally see the war from my father perspective
I'm duckin' bullets and bombs from people claiming relation
But they don't seem to be very fond of a common directive
I may be light skinned
But fuck a stereotype
I'll stare at the mirror and glare until I'm scared to be white
And never will I claim to be the nefarious type
Real niggas know it's a game, don't get buried in hype
I wish a nigga would, I don't gotta carry no lead
Swear you a fake hood ain't nobody dare to befriend
And I don't got to keep it on me to stay 100 percent
Cause Nip was a real nigga, they still plotted his

Written by:
Levi Brown

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