Burden

This is, this is that shit that you like
How you wanna say this right
This is, this is like some shit you go
And pick your homie from jail with
Look
Uh , uh-oh (Yeah, I like that)
Uh, uh-oh (Yeah)
Bury me before Im a burden
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain
Im singin, singin
Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh-oh
Bury me before Im a burden
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain
When your skin darker, shit gets harder
This a black album, like Shawn Carter
Screamin like Im week old
Moshin like Im Steve-O
Niggas dodgin bullets that we jammin off of pico
At the barbershop, I got the bald fade
That was before the chubby niggas had the bald name
You know giuseppe-ass niggas with the Louis shades
Type to call a girl a bitch if she dont give em play
At sixteen I was survivin off of noodle cups (Damn)
Shit is legal now the killers know the jig is up
When its us, niggas gettin years maybe ten and up
Soccer moms do the same but government dont give a ****
You know Im hailin from that Rip City, get busy
If I die, roll out the yellow carpet
If you **** with me, yellow roses in the sky
Has to rock a yellow tie
Choir make my mama cry
Yellow suit, yeah, Im fly
Coldplay playin Yellow live
Uh, uh-oh (We gotta make it better)
Uh, uh-oh (I need some change)
Bury me before Im a burden (They stay the same)
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain
Im singin, singin
Uh, uh-oh (We gotta make it better)
Uh, uh-oh (I need some change)
Bury me before Im a burden (They stay the same)
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain (Okay)
Man, Id rather die before I give up
Keep my ****ing foot on their necks and never let up
Mark my words , my nigga Mark used to say that
That was way before my nigga Yos had to wave cap
And to top it all my best friend had a baby
We twenty-five, I told that nigga, boy , you ****in crazy
Maybe Im the one who really need the Lord to save me
The last time I went to church was in the ****in eighties
Can you believe that?
I was born in 94
Can you believe that?
Your favorite rappers doin blow
Can you believe that?
Wide awake, but comatose
Hollywoods in overdose
Girls sendin you innuendos, Im in limbo
But I know the ropes
And its really hard to cope with the
Tyler Jones, when the love is lost, like Im Coppola
Translatin losses before Twitter go and soak it up
Beats so cold they made an egg wanna open up
Uh, uh-oh (We gotta make it better)
Uh, uh-oh (I need some change)
Bury me before Im a burden (They stay the same)
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain
Im singin, singin
Uh, uh-oh (We gotta make it better)
Uh, uh- oh (I need some change)
Bury me before Im a burden (They stay the same)
Dont bury me to niggas, its certain (Okay)
Blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Times of the essence, Im tryna get on Ss
Man I dont take suggestions
God gave me the blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Blessings (Blessings)
Times of the essence
God gave me them