June.MP3 - Uncle Sam Lyrics

I know sum niggas who move through streets like uncle sam
Take yo shit, but no return coming hand
The tree burns while niggas pen
Lyrics from highest, he still tax me, he gone let me bend
He give the lessons I pen them lessons, they cycled in
Thats tax return nigga
Juney playin usher with bars, he let em burn niggas
Uncle sam flows
Hoes on ig with pussy with propaganda
The stick taxin his soul, he in a cell now like its cancer
We air mattresses babies, taxin' us crazy Niggas up a 100 billion, we still trynna eat baby
Still wanna feast baby
Still want me deal, but they say them taxes foreal
You give your soul for the gold, we really just want a meal and some mills
We playin kill for a kill
Yall niggas drill cause of drill
I come niggas doing 120 off highways on pills
But my teacher family taught me how to use the words for my feels
Like fake lather I peel back a new layer when real raps touch the paper

They deal crack, thats really just straight cap
My word like a veggie, 8ball of da pure fact
They deal crack, thats really just straight cap
My word like a veggie, 8ball of da pure fact
Its Bitter to em like taxes