Mannn it's Hard to be a black man
Ima do what ya don't Ima rap man
Ima talk my life what I been through
Some of ya won't like it and I don't give a damn man
This for my niggas in the trap house who
Couldn't take college or the grad Route who
Didn't have a trust fund
Or a lump sum
Or enough love
Or seen too much now they mind f*cked up
Ima f*ck the game up you could call it tough love
You ain't even been there seeing me go through shit
Eating butters with the crackers to hold me bitch
Cuz I couldn't go shopping not enough up in my pocket
And I couldn't go robbing cuz I wasn't really bout it
If you hungry right now or don't get enough deposit
And you worried bout tomorrow cuz tomorrow never promised
I am right there witchu, official as pistol
Illegals ain't the issue it's the people that we picking
The people that be holding those political positions
The poor neighborhoods, more Police in those Division
I KNOW FOOD STAMPS, WIC
ALL THAT SHIT
Man these niggas stay hating should get off my dick
If I need a massage I could call yo chick
They gon' need a collage for ya squads whole shit
See this vision that I'm chasing?
My mission is deflation
Cuz I don't wanna make it
I wanna make a statement
The money ain't the goal
It just come with admiration
And I don't want the throne
My goal to detonate it
The shit that I'm saying best believe they'll detain me
Man I talk too real they gon have to recreate me
Like an undercooked steak man I'm so rare
So damn rare a clone couldn't imitate me
Tryna get the bags up
I ain't never had none
Raps on deck in bulk no Sams Club
Halle in a dodge man I'm def tryna ram son
Took it the lane with the big dogs and one
Just got flashed like a camera
Me and YB in the cut like bandage
Nigga hold a gun one time think he gangsta
That's how you know he ain't ever had to yank sum'n
Stay up like I got an advantage
Woke like I'm Cassius
Cannon like Camron
Cannon like Samsus
If you got a problem
Catch me outside like a nigga went camping
Only eat yo-gurt told her I'm Dan and
Only like green like she only eat Salad
Hoe I'm the man up on my campus
You tryna praise me something that's average
I got all the cards in my hand like Gambit
Underground artist MTA Transit
Bitch I get buckets NBA basket
Even got raps in my DNA stranded
Japanese silk robe custom made fashion
Straight from Manhattan
Ya watch The Throne but see I gotta have it
I Go Ham No sandwich
Made In America but Niggas in Paris
Ya always tryna take it easy
Ya shooting BB's I'm tryna scoop Bebe's Rexha
Check up
F*ck it I am next up
Bag over ya daddy head call that nigga Chester
Leave ya Mandark like Dexter Nemesis
Summer in the Pegasus
Cuz I wasn't intelligent
But now I'm in a suit with my name on some metal shit
Handsome on some Gretel shit
While ya commit Embezzlement
Tell me the name and I got em
Who want the smokes and the problems
I'll give Atlantic the fire
To any Dj want drama
And I get shady with records
You should Warner Brother
I roc nations with G.O.O.D music
The Top Dawg
Be a nightmare on Dreamville
Man I'm hot sauce
With the rock cross
Nick Young with the shot call
Warhol with the pop art
Anyway
GMO's I'm seeing those
And hoes you being those
Man how many timeesss
I gotta take out the time
To remind
You niggas and bitches that niggas is Bitches
Bring it back n rewind
Back to the timeeeeee
Where the fire hydrant wasn't stopping fires
And the tire shop was frontin cuz they wasn't selling tires
Baby's cry a lot the dumping led to police using sirens
Niggas died a lot and Junior was a victim to the violence
Huh
MCs is mad ass
Like evolved white girls
And ya'll need Glad bags
Ya'll mad trash
Who got skills to step to meet the rep of streets adept in speech and check his reach
They say man is beast
This man a beast
I think a Sphinx is best to try describing me
Immmmm... No Plato or Socrates
But I will skin yo back till the Chakras bleed
I just snapped like an open mic
Mummy rapped the mic
Cudi capped the night
Leave two O's em in like google
Second place niggas AD... After Christ
That's after I
The after thought
Who Made it happen
Stuck with action
Stuck the landing
F*ck gymnastics
F*ck ya caption
F*ck ya region
F*ck ya tweeting
F*ck ya genius
I ain't never needed people to tell me I got the gift of the gods
Man I'm a gift and a god
I get to lifting my palm
It get black like space
Blacks gots a mad high rate
Of ending in a prison fate
1 of 3
Cuz was they locked away for
Petty crimes Jim Crow paved the way for
Many hard times watch the Thirteenth on Netflix I cannot believe what I seen
Iq - Mummy Boy Lyrics
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Mannn it's Hard to be a black man
Ima do what ya don't Ima rap man
Ima talk my life what I been through
Some of ya won't like it and I don't give a damn man
This for my niggas in the trap house who
Couldn't take college or the grad Route who
Didn't have a trust fund
Or a lump sum
Or enough love
Or seen too much now they mind f*cked up
Ima f*ck the game up you could call it tough love
You ain't even been there seeing me go through shit
Eating butters with the crackers to hold me bitch
Cuz I couldn't go shopping not enough up in my pocket
And I couldn't go robbing cuz I wasn't really bout it
If you hungry right now or don't get enough deposit
And you worried bout tomorrow cuz tomorrow never promised
I am right there witchu, official as pistol
Illegals ain't the issue it's the people that we picking
The people that be holding those political positions
The poor neighborhoods, more Police in those Division
I KNOW FOOD STAMPS, WIC
ALL THAT SHIT
Man these niggas stay hating should get off my dick
If I need a massage I could call yo chick
They gon' need a collage for ya squads whole shit
See this vision that I'm chasing?
My mission is deflation
Cuz I don't wanna make it
I wanna make a statement
The money ain't the goal
It just come with admiration
And I don't want the throne
My goal to detonate it
The shit that I'm saying best believe they'll detain me
Man I talk too real they gon have to recreate me
Like an undercooked steak man I'm so rare
So damn rare a clone couldn't imitate me
Tryna get the bags up
I ain't never had none
Raps on deck in bulk no Sams Club
Halle in a dodge man I'm def tryna ram son
Took it the lane with the big dogs and one
Just got flashed like a camera
Me and YB in the cut like bandage
Nigga hold a gun one time think he gangsta
That's how you know he ain't ever had to yank sum'n
Stay up like I got an advantage
Woke like I'm Cassius
Cannon like Camron
Cannon like Samsus
If you got a problem
Catch me outside like a nigga went camping
Only eat yo-gurt told her I'm Dan and
Only like green like she only eat Salad
Hoe I'm the man up on my campus
You tryna praise me something that's average
I got all the cards in my hand like Gambit
Underground artist MTA Transit
Bitch I get buckets NBA basket
Even got raps in my DNA stranded
Japanese silk robe custom made fashion
Straight from Manhattan
Ya watch The Throne but see I gotta have it
I Go Ham No sandwich
Made In America but Niggas in Paris
Ya always tryna take it easy
Ya shooting BB's I'm tryna scoop Bebe's Rexha
Check up
F*ck it I am next up
Bag over ya daddy head call that nigga Chester
Leave ya Mandark like Dexter Nemesis
Summer in the Pegasus
Cuz I wasn't intelligent
But now I'm in a suit with my name on some metal shit
Handsome on some Gretel shit
While ya commit Embezzlement
Tell me the name and I got em
Who want the smokes and the problems
I'll give Atlantic the fire
To any Dj want drama
And I get shady with records
You should Warner Brother
I roc nations with G.O.O.D music
The Top Dawg
Be a nightmare on Dreamville
Man I'm hot sauce
With the rock cross
Nick Young with the shot call
Warhol with the pop art
Anyway
GMO's I'm seeing those
And hoes you being those
Man how many timeesss
I gotta take out the time
To remind
You niggas and bitches that niggas is Bitches
Bring it back n rewind
Back to the timeeeeee
Where the fire hydrant wasn't stopping fires
And the tire shop was frontin cuz they wasn't selling tires
Baby's cry a lot the dumping led to police using sirens
Niggas died a lot and Junior was a victim to the violence
Huh
MCs is mad ass
Like evolved white girls
And ya'll need Glad bags
Ya'll mad trash
Who got skills to step to meet the rep of streets adept in speech and check his reach
They say man is beast
This man a beast
I think a Sphinx is best to try describing me
Immmmm... No Plato or Socrates
But I will skin yo back till the Chakras bleed
I just snapped like an open mic
Mummy rapped the mic
Cudi capped the night
Leave two O's em in like google
Second place niggas AD... After Christ
That's after I
The after thought
Who Made it happen
Stuck with action
Stuck the landing
F*ck gymnastics
F*ck ya caption
F*ck ya region
F*ck ya tweeting
F*ck ya genius
I ain't never needed people to tell me I got the gift of the gods
Man I'm a gift and a god
I get to lifting my palm
It get black like space
Blacks gots a mad high rate
Of ending in a prison fate
1 of 3
Cuz was they locked away for
Petty crimes Jim Crow paved the way for
Many hard times watch the Thirteenth on Netflix I cannot believe what I seen
Ima do what ya don't Ima rap man
Ima talk my life what I been through
Some of ya won't like it and I don't give a damn man
This for my niggas in the trap house who
Couldn't take college or the grad Route who
Didn't have a trust fund
Or a lump sum
Or enough love
Or seen too much now they mind f*cked up
Ima f*ck the game up you could call it tough love
You ain't even been there seeing me go through shit
Eating butters with the crackers to hold me bitch
Cuz I couldn't go shopping not enough up in my pocket
And I couldn't go robbing cuz I wasn't really bout it
If you hungry right now or don't get enough deposit
And you worried bout tomorrow cuz tomorrow never promised
I am right there witchu, official as pistol
Illegals ain't the issue it's the people that we picking
The people that be holding those political positions
The poor neighborhoods, more Police in those Division
I KNOW FOOD STAMPS, WIC
ALL THAT SHIT
Man these niggas stay hating should get off my dick
If I need a massage I could call yo chick
They gon' need a collage for ya squads whole shit
See this vision that I'm chasing?
My mission is deflation
Cuz I don't wanna make it
I wanna make a statement
The money ain't the goal
It just come with admiration
And I don't want the throne
My goal to detonate it
The shit that I'm saying best believe they'll detain me
Man I talk too real they gon have to recreate me
Like an undercooked steak man I'm so rare
So damn rare a clone couldn't imitate me
Tryna get the bags up
I ain't never had none
Raps on deck in bulk no Sams Club
Halle in a dodge man I'm def tryna ram son
Took it the lane with the big dogs and one
Just got flashed like a camera
Me and YB in the cut like bandage
Nigga hold a gun one time think he gangsta
That's how you know he ain't ever had to yank sum'n
Stay up like I got an advantage
Woke like I'm Cassius
Cannon like Camron
Cannon like Samsus
If you got a problem
Catch me outside like a nigga went camping
Only eat yo-gurt told her I'm Dan and
Only like green like she only eat Salad
Hoe I'm the man up on my campus
You tryna praise me something that's average
I got all the cards in my hand like Gambit
Underground artist MTA Transit
Bitch I get buckets NBA basket
Even got raps in my DNA stranded
Japanese silk robe custom made fashion
Straight from Manhattan
Ya watch The Throne but see I gotta have it
I Go Ham No sandwich
Made In America but Niggas in Paris
Ya always tryna take it easy
Ya shooting BB's I'm tryna scoop Bebe's Rexha
Check up
F*ck it I am next up
Bag over ya daddy head call that nigga Chester
Leave ya Mandark like Dexter Nemesis
Summer in the Pegasus
Cuz I wasn't intelligent
But now I'm in a suit with my name on some metal shit
Handsome on some Gretel shit
While ya commit Embezzlement
Tell me the name and I got em
Who want the smokes and the problems
I'll give Atlantic the fire
To any Dj want drama
And I get shady with records
You should Warner Brother
I roc nations with G.O.O.D music
The Top Dawg
Be a nightmare on Dreamville
Man I'm hot sauce
With the rock cross
Nick Young with the shot call
Warhol with the pop art
Anyway
GMO's I'm seeing those
And hoes you being those
Man how many timeesss
I gotta take out the time
To remind
You niggas and bitches that niggas is Bitches
Bring it back n rewind
Back to the timeeeeee
Where the fire hydrant wasn't stopping fires
And the tire shop was frontin cuz they wasn't selling tires
Baby's cry a lot the dumping led to police using sirens
Niggas died a lot and Junior was a victim to the violence
Huh
MCs is mad ass
Like evolved white girls
And ya'll need Glad bags
Ya'll mad trash
Who got skills to step to meet the rep of streets adept in speech and check his reach
They say man is beast
This man a beast
I think a Sphinx is best to try describing me
Immmmm... No Plato or Socrates
But I will skin yo back till the Chakras bleed
I just snapped like an open mic
Mummy rapped the mic
Cudi capped the night
Leave two O's em in like google
Second place niggas AD... After Christ
That's after I
The after thought
Who Made it happen
Stuck with action
Stuck the landing
F*ck gymnastics
F*ck ya caption
F*ck ya region
F*ck ya tweeting
F*ck ya genius
I ain't never needed people to tell me I got the gift of the gods
Man I'm a gift and a god
I get to lifting my palm
It get black like space
Blacks gots a mad high rate
Of ending in a prison fate
1 of 3
Cuz was they locked away for
Petty crimes Jim Crow paved the way for
Many hard times watch the Thirteenth on Netflix I cannot believe what I seen
Writer: Daniel De La Cruz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid