Black Man, Walk Lyrics

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don't really live this life
Niggas, they don't really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse]
f*ck them niggas I will never fold
f*ck them niggas I will never leave
I been tryna get my own money, mind my own business
I will never cease
Only niggas I be with is G's
In our city all we see is fiends
In the city thrax is pouring up and bree is rollin' one
I'm mobbing with the team
I been tryna learn to be a man
They always tell me keep your ground to stand
Never let nobody walk all over
If they do it once you know it come again
Bitches they gon' think you soft nigga
If you show 'em weakness then you lose your chance
But every nigga f*ck up one or twice
You gotta hurt to learn and then you'll understand
I swear to God I'll never change nigga
I'm from the bottom I'm the same nigga
At the same time you will never make it
If you still remain with all the same niggas
To keep it real you gotta leave a few
You do for them they wouldn't do for you
Don't give your diamonds to another bitch if she don't do the same
I'm only droppin' jewels
It's all good I ain't no frontin' nigga
Like these niggas rappin', I done had like two
I had to go and get my mind together even though it hurt
I swear I'll never lose
And money really change the ones around you
So make sure the good ones is eatin
The niggas that was never f*ckin' with you
Gon' be all the niggas that be beggin' pleadin' I swear

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don't really live this life
Niggas, they don't really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse 2]
They don't know what I been through
I swear to God this what I been through
I had to face alotta f*ckin pain but that's what make a man
So yea I been through
My shorty left a nigga out to die
It's all good I love her to the death
I'm sittin gotta see my mother struggle
Now these niggas out here really sendin threats On my life I seen my father hurtin
High as hell and out on *** street
Chop it up with him, we talkin money
But its dirty money, what a great speech
Every day I swear I pray he safe
I hope he leave New Jersey just so he could sleep
Not my thoughts of a father and son relationship
Man I'm just happy that we still can speak
I'm trappin and my mother scared to death
Won't take the bread cause it got mold on it
My niggas told me Marc it take some time with this music shit
Don't put a hold on it
I'm starving nigga got my rib showin
It's time to go and get my muscle up
A real man stand for what he believe in
And get back up in case he f*ck it up

Makin a man
Damn
Yea, Yea, Yea
I'm makin a man
Yea, f*ck them niggas
Yea, Yea, Yea
I'm makin a man
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, yea
Im makin a man
Word up
Gang, gang, gang
Yea

[Chorus]
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't really want this war
Niggas, they don't wanna see you make it
And these niggas, they don't wanna see you ball
Niggas, they don't really live this life
Niggas, they don't really see this trife
Niggas, they just wanna see you down
Even closest niggas hate to see you fight

[Verse3]
All these rappers talkin' like they bout it
And they hard and rowdy
Yea I truly doubt
I think these niggas just be self proclaimed
And y'all just play the game with y'all pen around it
I say f*ck them niggas that won't support us
But support who made it
Truly in that order
They take ya money just like I'd be doin'
For us local niggas y'all wouldn't pay a quarter
Apologize for all these stress disorders
My comp is higher, I don't care much for ya
We should be together to plan it out
But all y'all niggas "stars" and nigga yes I'll quote it
My competition is the K. Lamar's
And the J. Cole's and the Meek Mill's
The Future's, the Drake's and the French's, the Rocky's
You local niggas look at me still
I don't do rap beef, and I don't do no talkin'
I'm talkin' bout money, no chatty patty
This game is dirty and y'all raw doggin' in this dirty bitch
Nigga I'm a flattered daddy
And I run the game like it had 24 inches dog do the math
Yea that's two feet
We makin' decisions it's only two out
And that's life or death nigga choose your treat
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