Relentless

(Sool, we got one, nigga) [Chorus] She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard Man, I know that nigga pussy, he just act hard Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star I'm from where they hustle, kill niggas, and they crack cards Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars I know some niggas who left early, but they had heart [Verse 1] White folks starin' like I don't belong What about them nights I had to suffer? Like they tryna make me feel insecure about my color Ever since I made a play, been tryna educate my brothers Heaven ain't the only way we can escape up out the gutter And I been through so much that it be hard to say I love her Poppin' all that ecstasy, I'm still tryna recover War ready, I got lethal weapons like I'm Danny Glover Designer match my racks, yeah, I'm one stuntin' motherfucker I'm getting money but still hurting, that's why I'm bipolar I never gave up on my team, put 'em on my shoulders Got PTSD from that battlefield, I'm a soldier In Section 8, we was going through it, and them nights got colder, uh [Chorus] She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard Man, I know that nigga pussy, he just act hard Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star I'm from where they hustle, kill niggas, and they crack cards Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars I know some niggas who left early, but they had heart [Verse 2] Call up the plug just to help me with my challenges Keep tryna fight off all this depression that I'm battling Stressin' while I'm dreamin', I keep getting sleep paralysis G.O.A.T.-ed like I'm Pac, go from a gangster to an activist All this medication, shit might have me on dialysis Keep my hand firm on this grip, this how we handle shit Got me sipping D'USSÉ, it hurt to see them candles lit Screaming, "Fuck the system," swear I'm missin' all my savages I was brought up on that block, but I hopped off the porch late You would think it's basketball season, all these court dates V12 engine, push-to-start, make the floors shake Hit bad bitches in my top ten like a sports play [Chorus] She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard Man, I know that nigga pussy, he just act hard Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star I'm from where they hustle, kill niggas, and they crack cards Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars I know some niggas who left early, but they had heart (Uh)