RAM
Pendant
[Intro]
Yeah turn me up
Yeah I like that

[Verse]
Grew up in a city you get stopped because visually
You look like a criminal and get left with a penalties
My homie got 13 'cause he a sold eleven teens some weed and seeds cause that’s the struggle, the tendency
To get lost in the movement of the hood it’s a scary scene
See some bleed, some dream a brighter day for the whole team
We all sleep, no one is woke enough to see that we're profiled by the ignorant and police
We plead guilty and innocence amongst those who don’t care enough to look deeper than the surface of our culture
I would say the white man but that’s inaccurate because back then the racist gave birth to the racist man
The vulture don’t work for jack but feed off of the easy target
They'll catch who lack and sell em back to the black market
We purchase the Mac’s to shoot back at and leave black carcass
I don’t understand the plan so as a black artist
I have to stand my ground I’m not here to bargain
I’m here to plan the seeds of a brand new garden
I’m tired of getting called a n-*bleep* way too often
Crackle and jackle my hassle brother I’m not having it
Practice the day I get pulled over for no reason
Practice dodging bullets so I won’t get shot in the cold season
Writing my will for the world in case fate says I have to leave it
Telling my mother I love her every weekday every weekend
Live in a world I’m told it don’t revolve ‘round you
Even though I am black hoping that I don’t turn blue
Wish I can count down the days, know when my time due
I’m scared of death wishing the last 8 bars ain’t true

[Outro]
All this weight on my shoulders while I’m pushing boulders
To the top of the hill just to fall and kill
Just to repeat the process with a bullet 'round my neck
That’s my pendant to project, hope that I ain’t next

All this weight on my shoulders while I’m pushing boulders
To the top of the hill just to fall and kill
Just to repeat the process with a bullet 'round my neck
That’s my pendant to project, hope that I ain’t next