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ForeignGotEm If I ain't got it, look, know some solid crooks Who left they minimum wage for those white-collar jugs The systematic oppression left us misunderstood Plus these bitches tryna read me like a fuckin' book (Come on) I'm from the city where we do what we want, yeah Two shots, left him in funeral home (Doot-doot-doot-doot) Ayy, damn, he took two to the dome That shit got me thinkin' like, "Damn Should I stay in my home?" (Pray up) My childhood was difficult (Yup) I come from kickin' in them buildin' doors Burglaries to lettin' fuckin' pistols go (Grrah) Granny asked me what I'm in it for These felonies on my record won't get me high But the street pay me residuals (Real shit) These niggas actors, fuck that shit I ain't bein' disrespectful or racist, but I'll wet your back up (Brr) I keep the cuete, I ain't callin' back up (No) Pulled up in the Chevy, then she rolled the Backwood When you start gettin' money, that's when these niggas pop up The system rather see a young Black nigga locked up Pops got killed before Christmas, the hood had him caught up I'm traumatized, I be dreamin' 'bout my niggas shot up (God damn) My nigga Young Cash caught a case, he only twenty-three (Damn) Fightin' for his life, the judge gave him twenty-three Compton courthouse, he fought back, but still got his life snatched The shit fucked up, but it be like that I said you don't bury your child, your child bury you (Yeah) But somehow, you ended up at a burial (Yeah) Meet the parents (Meet the parents) That's no way to meet the parents (Fuck no) I said you don't bury your child, your Child bury you (You see what the fuck it is) But somehow, you ended up at a burial (Real spillage) Meet the parents (Meet the parents) That's no way to meet the parents (Fuck no, you feel me?) Catch a body for your posse That's the code of the streets, that's What they taught me (You feel me?) Pulled up on the block, my nigga Marquis (Ayy) Fresh out of jail, he took one to his top piece, damn (Fuck) A nigga got a daughter on the way Gotta put every dollar in a safe, damn 'Cause this shit gettin' harder, that's a fact (That's a fact) And my ex-bitch, she just a distraction (Fuck her) Yeah, and I'm still trappin', I ain't just rappin' (No) A nigga need some assets (Assets) I won't stop 'til my pockets massive (Ass) You niggas that keep on askin' I'll still pop at niggas, hop out in traffic (Doot-doot-doot-doot) Went to war with the devil, nigga, I'm scared of who? (Who?) MAC-10s and AKs, we carry two (Two) Shots engaged with your body, I guess they married you (I guess so) He gon' need a miracle I said you don't bury your child, your child bury you But somehow, you ended up at a burial Meet the parents (Meet the parents) That's no way to meet the parents (Fuck no, ForeignGotEm) I said you don't bury your child, your child bury you But somehow, you ended up at a burial Meet the parents (Meet the parents) That's no way to meet the parents (Fuck no)