How Many Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's hard being a black man in America
Besides being a black woman ain't nothing f*cking scarier
Yo f*ck 12! We know they ain't protecting us
They think rap is noise and label us as super predators, look
I'm black and my name Muhammad, so
I had to work twice as hard just to get to something
But I seen brothers plummet when they trying to reach a summit
I pray everyday cause tomorrow is never promised
Look I seen full deserts violence and segregation
They infiltrate our hoods and then ask us why we never make it out, Now I just
Practice patience my niggas never faking
Racism is alive they never seen us as adjacent
So my parents had to tell me two things about my skin
That it was black and that it had to be thick
Protect your neck nigga, cause Musa Reems be popping in
You would think I'm a clumsy jeweler cause I'm dropping gems boy

[Chorus]
How many people love hard and get hurt in the end?
How many people say they got you but they just pretend?
How many people win? How many people sin?
How many people can you really call your bestfriend?
How many people are snakes? How many people are greats?
How many people tell you that they love you when they hate?
How many people had your back at the end of the day?
How many people only come around when you get paid?

[Verse 2]
I know a lot of people miss who Musa used to be
On a daily basis question what's the truth to me
Feel like I seen it all ain't nothing really new to me
I wish I could flashback to times when it was just be you and me And truthfully, I wish I still was who you used to know
Your closest homies could be the ones that you wouldn't know
That switch up on you or lack loyalty that ain't unusual
The people I call family abiding by a truer code
Lately I've been losing myself in regret
Worrying about the past instead of what could be next, I'm like
The only one that know that I got depression
I hold pain from my mistakes and then I turn them into lessons
But it's love on the other side I cried when my brother died
Pray for another life cause I can't live another lie
I seen niggas transform and change up over f*cking night
I'm just trying to find the answer so I can piece the puzzle right

[Chorus]
How many people love hard and get hurt in the end?
How many people say they got you but they just pretend?
How many people win? How many people sin?
How many people can you really call your bestfriend?
How many people are snakes? How many people are greats?
How many people tell you that they love you when they hate?
How many people had your back at the end of the day?
How many people only come around when you get paid?

[Outro]
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