Feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I’m the one who fought for us
Kodak Black man
My word is bond as fuck
[Intro: Kodak Black]
I got a daughter to raise, one day she gon’ be a queen
Might do the race ‘fore a nigga catch me
It’s a black/white world but I only see green

My life is hard enough
I’m not a politician, just can’t ignore the stuff
They not rewarding us
I’m not a politician, you can’t ignore the stuff
[Chorus: 6LACK]
And when my Unc’ came home from prison
Tat my dead homie on my sleeve
I took my feelings out this shit and put my trust in my funds
They disregarding us
My life is hard enough
They disregarding us
These people got weather control
My life is hard enough
These people control the rain, these people be diggin’ bunkers up
Ain’t old enough for marijuana cigars, spark my blunt
Got J’s that’s still in the box
I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I’m the one who fought for us

I’m supposed to respect the system
Ain’t worried bout Donald Trump
[Outro: Kodak Black]
I dug up out my old pain and put it on a t-shirt
I fought for us, nigga I die for us, nigga I risk my life for us
I was in the clubs in 6th grade, fightin’ the adults and stuff
Told me at ten, what I wasn’t gon’ be
I take this life how it come
So I feel like Kunta Kinte nigga, I’m the one who fought for us yeah
And if I go to D.C., I’m tryna spar with Trump
[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
For the same shit y’all tried to turn into a business
But they only got 2 more years of slavery to do harm to us
My word is bond as fuck
I like the topic
Not the death of the song but the D-E-P-T-H of the song
So many sides to this shit, not here for the popular shit
Got heart but still won’t show love
But I’ma write it off, good penmanship
They ain’t rewarding us
Damn if it be another R.I.P
Hurricanes come and swallow us
Ever since the 6th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us
[Chorus: Dreezy]
They disregarding us
[Verse 1: 6LACK]
And if I go to D.C., I’m tryna spar with Trump
That’s why I pay off cash at the dealership
[Chorus: 6LACK]
The weather ain’t got no name
No tax or bands on my ones
Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?

Cops wanna blast ‘fore they see ya I.D
This can’t be, "Land of the free"
Ever since the 10th grade nigga, I was the one who fought for us

We pourin’ Henny, cause we all bottled up
Fuck with you if you a benefit
Don’t need glasses, see what I see

Take our culture, our blueprint

Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?
This really just a free verse, I put my life in reverse
Before I die, I’ma teach, I light a blunt and I preach
They not rewarding us
They call our brothers, "Sons of bitches"
And if I go to D.C., I’m tryna spar with Trump
Opp niggas tryna put the dot on us
[Verse 2: Dreezy]
Ain’t worried bout seeing no monuments
If kneeling might cost your position
I’ma tryna find me a good purpose
Ain’t no facade you can see, that I can only be me
Try to talk and they ain’t listenin’ but they’ll point it out if you get ignorant

When I’m in Washington D.C., I’m doing fraud n’ stuff
I’m tryna get shit together, so she can have anything
But the bible says it goes full circle
Killers gettin’ off innocent, when the clip showin’ that he did the shit
But I can go die in the army or go to war for them
I risk my life for us nigga and I’ll die for us nigga
Pay the knockoff to come model us
Your own people will laugh when you on positive shit
Can’t say we representing when half the office White Supremacist
Totin’ magazines that got me in the articles

Aye mayne, I like the depth of this song, ya know what I’m sayin’
But old enough to spend my life behind bars, that dumb
But I got money stashed for the bail and shit
I ain’t a politician, just can’t ignore the stuff
Granny said, "Scratch ya lottos up"

Look my word is bond as fuck
Nigga ain’t make the league, so we turn to the streets
Ain’t old enough to hit the club to fill my cup with rum
Ya feel me, the complexity and shit
If I tell people where I’m from, they might think I gotta gun