Bobby Grand - Don't Let Your Head Hang (feat. Marciano YR) Lyrics

(Da-Da-Da-Damn BILI You Killin Em)

Ay

Don't Let Ya Head Hang
I know it's rough
But you gotta play it tough
My nigga
Don't Let Ya Head Hang
Yea she got some nice thighs
But she a demon
In disguise
Keep ya eyes peeled
Stay focused on the goal
You can bend
But never fold
Keep ya ears clear
Lotta suckas walkin round
And they can't wait to
Tear you

Muthaf*ck a cop
What they wanna say
But the niggas got Glocks
Don't get blown away
That Orange ass president
Making jokes bout my folks
Check the quote
And it's niggas
I'm the background cheering
Like it's dope
I got a friend
And he marching for my sake man
But I rather him stay home
Keep em safe man
Cuz if he got shot down
And he did it for Black and brown
I got no choice I'm black out
Go insane man
I'm tired of getting pulled over
Cause my car nice
Every time I see a black and white
I check my mirror twice
Middle of the night
Nice neighborhood
I'm the only one rollin
I drive Lyft
But he prolly think my whip stolen
It's a everyday struggle
If ya name ain't puffy
Or Shawn Carter
And that makes me grind harder
Gotta funny feelin
My first kid gon be a daughter
Rebuke the thought of
Not being great example of a father
Gotdamn I just wanna make it
Pain all in my temple
Thinking about that boat
And if I missed it
Pour up some liquor
Tryna condense my stress
Call up babygirl
Convince her to give me some neck
Fall asleep wake up and repeat
Take a moment to thank the Lord
Another day to stand on my feet
Make the concrete my bitch
Riding til the sun is no mo
I got bills and rent
Plus
I gotta pay for promo

Don't Let Ya Head Hang
I know it's rough
But you gotta play it tough
My nigga
Don't Let Ya Head Hang
Yea she got some nice thighs
But she a demon
In disguise
Keep ya eyes peeled
Stay focused on the goal
You can bend
But never fold
Keep ya ears clear
Lotta suckas walkin round
And they can't wait to
Tear you down
Don't Let Ya Head Hang

Home of the brave
Land of the free
Home of the slaves
To the name brands of our sleeves
Home of the
Banned from the league
If you take a stance on a knee
But we got the freedom to lean
Til we can't stand on our feet
Someone answer this
If Inferior and superior are still antonyms
Why i feel theyre more related
Then my aunts and them
Neo Nazis
Triple K
Closet racist
White Supremist
Black Leaders, MIA
X on us
Triple H
Feel imma die with no rest
They oppress
Will our reaction to a silent protest
Can't progress
I wanna give my son
The moon, the ocean
And no less
You try to take my baby bear porridge
Then hold dis
Bigger Blacker
And we still ain't through
They say all lives matter
But to who
Is it you
It ain't true
This how i think often
It might just be me talkin...
Or alotta yalll still sleep walkin
Don't Let Your Head Hang