ACE HOOD lyrics : "Lil Nigga (Interlude)"
Well it's gotta be one of the unwritten laws
Supportin that we all guiding us ah?
Them lil ^!$$%s out in the world lost nowadays
(Verse)
Lil ^!$$% from a small city
17, he playin 4 door, roll with it
Lil ^!$$%, major plans after school finish
All he ever want is Chevy with some boom in it
Lil ^!$$% all A's and some cool grace
Them ^!$$%s is homies, phonies, they parted ways
All because the lil ^!$$% focused on his grades
Doin the college vengeance to Florida State
Lil ^!$$% got his mind right
Doin it for us, mama promised her that better life
Mama Christian, a firm believer, she love Christ
Damn shame daddy strung off off that hard white
Oh girl steady going through and
See a crime, bills piling, how she gonna do it?
Lil ^!$$% watch him mad as a mother$#&@er
Lil ^!$$% fed up with section 8 struggles
So lil ^!$$% tryina make a way
Said $#&@ it, ain't no choices, got his mind made
Called his cousin, that lil ^!$$% told him crime pays
Lil ^!$$% like whatever to get my mom straight
Started sellin nickel bags and bought a .38
Like $#&@ a case, lil ^!$$% started seein cake
After a while it's like tradition on a daily base
Skippin school fool heavy gang affiliate
By this time lil ^!$$% on some other %#@!
Lil ^!$$% thuggin, mother$#&@in scholarship
Rollin with a clique, he took the choice to follow them
Whole future gone, lil ^!$$% had a gift
Lil ^!$$% smoke a purp blunt
All he wanna do is murk something
Lil ^!$$% keep his 5 with him
Getting lil money, keep a 9 clipper
Lil ^!$$% ruined by society
Lil ^!$$% screw up his priorities
Lil ^!$$% took in by that peer pressure
Started getting money, make the flicks jealous
Grind away, them ^!$$%s want his head
Price on that lil ^!$$% ? couple grand
At first that lil ^!$$% wanted by the feds
Them other ^!$$%s talkin crazy how they want him dead
It was 9 o'clock on a Friday
Lil ^!$$% trappin where his mom stay
Couple lil ^!$$%s in the driveway
Lil ^!$$% mama gone, she'll be back at 8
Couple hours passed, youngin like it's getting late
Lil ^!$$% said he home but %#@! let's make a shape
Plus mama called like know how them ^!$$%s off in the place
So lil ^!$$% grabbed his pistol and his .38
Pullin up his pants, daps to his homies
Walked out the do', black truck, creep slowly
Window rolled down, 4 masked goonies
Lil ^!$$% slippin so they letting off the Uzi
Shots started firin, 2 to the head
Damn, lil ^!$$% dead
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