Trevo - Open Season Lyrics

Y'all want us to have faith in this system but y'all honestly keep killing us
Done believing in y'all

Open season
On my people (On my people)
Please God
Keeps us from evil (Keep us from evil)
Open season
It's niggas dying (It's niggas dying)
Momma's crying (Momma's crying)
Police be lying (Open)
Open season (Yeah)
It's on your head
Black men (They want us)
Oh yeah they want us dead (Oh yeah)
Open season (Open season)
Hashtag (Hashtag)
Next one
Bodybag

Chains on my people like we some property
Fear of getting shot?
Sorta kinda probably and honestly
We all tryina be just what we gotta be
To get up outta poverty
But you missing the colonies huh?
Enslavement of our people shackle down from head to toe (Toe)
Degrading of my people break us of our will and soul (Whoa)
It ain't nowhere to go
Foreign territory flow
Justice for the cold blooded murder victims
Oh hell no
400 Years of oppression still going on
You telling me to be strong but this list keep getting long
Goes on and on
Multiple generational songs
Exposing you and your treatment of our people being wrong
Why do you hate me?
Is it because my skin isn't light
What gotta happen for you people to understand our life
You want me bleaching my skin to fit in
That's sounding white
Cause in AmeriKKKa
It seem if you ain't white you ain't got rights
Cause it's... (Facts)

Open season
On my people (On my people)
Please God
Keeps us from evil (Keep us from evil)
Open season
It's niggas dying (It's niggas dying)
Momma's crying (Momma's crying)
Police be lying (Open)
Open season (Yeah)
It's on your head
Black men (They want us)
Oh yeah they want us dead (Oh yeah)
Open season (Open season)
Hashtag (Hashtag)
Next one
(Next one)
Bodybag

I'm talking Eric Garner
And Freddie Gray (Gray)
And Trayvon Martin
Man what more can I say (What can I say)
Tamir Rice (Oh yeah)
And Mike Brown (Mike Brown)
Laquan McDonald
Oh yeah we hunted down
Philando Castile
I'm talking Alton Sterling
I'm talking Walter Scott (Yeah)
That got my blood burning (Blood burning)
And Stephon Clark
And George Floyd
That Boy Ahmaud
Yeah my love void
I could be shot if I'm stepping outta my house or could be
Exterminated by police like I'm a mouse or I (Yo)
Could have a run in with white men outside my neighborhood
Or white women call cops on the boy
Think I'm up to no good (Wow)
Who gon' help to understand our plight
Murders getting acquitted
Roles reverse we get life
I mean (Bullshit)
Where do I go
Where do I turn
How do I fight
My people died inside the night for unalienable right
But it's
(Open)

Open season
(If you don't stand for nothing you'll fall for anything)
On my people (On my people)
Please God
(You gotta stand up)
Keeps us from evil (Keep us from evil)
Open season
(Can't keep killing us like this)
It's niggas dying (It's niggas dying)
Mommas crying
(We can't keep taking this no more)
Police be lying (Open)
Open season (Yeah)
It's on your head
Black men
Oh yeah they want us dead (Yeah)
Open season (Open season)
Hashtag (Hashtag)
Next one
(We tired)
Bodybag

I honestly just feel like...
Our death is profitable at this point...
It's almost like I'm being hunted...
You know...
My species...
My subsection of males that look like me are hunted...
For game and for sport at this point and...
I'm just...
I dont recall that last time I had faith in America but if I ever had any semblance...
Left...
It's completely gone...