Verse
I ain’t on no gangsta shit
But I might just bring Machine guns
Like My name is kelly bitch
Suit and tie like Martin Luther
Vision like I’m malcontent X
Call it how u see it uh
Triple threat n***a
I ain’t here to flex
Got this rope around my neck
Y they wanna hang a chef
Cooking music for the rest
I’m guessing just because I’m black
All this crying for the set
Got some family call collect
All family owe some debt
Y u think we drink
We stressed

Hook
Got me thinking to my self
How we gone change the wavе
Generations getting bad
How much baggagе can we take
Y we can’t just take a plane
Don’t return till better days
Man if we gotta struggle
Till we rich we still ain’t safe
Verse 2
Bringing up my double cup
I ain’t talking ladies bruh
Oppression depression
Let’s just start this smoking session
Think of ways to over come
Hear my heart It sound like drums
I Can’t feel my face it’s numb
Everyday I’m on the run
Cuz of stupid bage and guns
Fuck them pigs let’s have some fun
Count the blunts and all the guns
Shoot some targets now we dumb
Locked and shackled cage as such
They just scared of how u umm
Lemme stop for they just (gunshot)

Hook
Got me thinking to my self
How we gone change the wave
Generations getting bad
How much baggage can we take
Y we can’t just take a plane
Don’t return till better days
Man if we gotta struggle
Till we rich we still ain’t safe
Verse3
(Video sound)

Hook
Got me thinking to my self
How we gone change the wave
Generations getting bad
How much baggage can we take
Y we can’t just take a plane
Don’t return till better days
Man if we gotta struggle
Till we rich we still ain’t safe