A.N.D. Video (MV)

I don't wanna be another nigga dead
I'm just tryna make it finally get ahead
But they don't want that rather see me gone instead
No I don't wanna be another nigga dead
Cuz they'll see me as just another nigga
They quick to call the cops on us
Tryna get em to put some shots in us
Momma drankin up filling up the cup still can't sleep while they forgotten
What they did to a family
Sis don't know what to do won't go to school
Every one
Losing their sanity
Bro always heated he can never stay cool
Replacing food with that reefer
Walkin round with the heater
Ready to attack any motherf*cker that get outta line
Like false starts give him a quarter back gave way more than 2 cents
How could they do this invested in so much but this is a nuisance
That they wanna hide the real truth
Steady thinking we bulletproof
When they the ones with the guns and vests always ready
To shoot like what the f*ck did he do?
To deserve that shit
Recorded proof to confirm that shit
And if that still ain't disturbin yet 12
Didn't hesitate like they learned that shit
We see it clear ain't even blur that shit
No discretion
No respect
They don't wanna hear us speak no church no peace since birth
All grief and hurt only memories on t shirts
My skin to them is dark enough to look suspicious
Like walking on this earth I do not have no business
It's like they superstitious they believe we vicious and malicious
They be treating us like it's a right to kill us
We always gotta fight just to get ahead
I get so damn tired we laid to rest
They wanna fill us up with lead but
I don't wanna be another nigga dead
I'm just tryna make it finally get ahead
But they don't want that rather see me gone instead
No I don't wanna be another nigga dead
Cuz they'll see me as just another nigga
They saw me on the street walking silent
They thought I was packin heat the whole time
They knew if they ain't cover it right shit might get violent
There's a reason the death of me be resultin in riots
I'm always quiet cuz stories like these it's hard to reminisce
That even when we young they can never see us as innocent
Lyricist after lyrics spit song after song they ain't listening it ain't no coincidence
That we locked up we shot up we brought up knowing
We best protect ourselves while death ringing bells
I hope there's a heaven cuz we been livin in hell
The devil's creepin on my people like a spell
Lord wish me well
They wanna price me out
Sell me to the highest bidder
They want to paint the picture
That I'm another killer or dealer whichever helps
To pull the trigger quicker bullet simmerin
Body shivering cold quiver
Lights get dimmer
Feelin sicker
I'ma sinner so Lord forgive me
My time is tickin please reconsider I know no one makes it under these conditions
But I'm just a man with a bigger mission
Eventually have me a chick and
Maybe one day have us some kids and
Provide for generations within
Almost 6 feet tall but I'll be 6 feet deep
How low I'll be buried forever weep
Not knowing if I ever had the chance
To see myself become a better man
Right here on this concrete I'm on the edge
I'm wounded I bled
I guess this is the end
I don't wanna be another nigga dead