Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How It Feels to Be Black, artist - JagDate of issue: 05.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
How It Feels to Be Black |
| When your people see me, man, they think that I ball |
| Probably because I’m black with tattoos and I’m tall |
| They think that I’m simple-minded, nigga stay at the mall |
| They thinkin' that we don’t work and we just work for that call |
| You know, that hook-up |
| It’s like they set us back, man, every time that I look up |
| They want us all dumb, they afraid if we pick a book up |
| Even more afraid if we get up out of that car |
| That they told us get up out of, if we listen, it’s like they shook up |
| New cat just tryna hustle to get my crew stacked |
| Apply for all these jobs and they wonder why niggas move crack |
| Move back, white people sayin' that he like tooth back |
| Paid, guess they ain’t see us comin', niggas is too black |
| They say niggas fire but they want us up in flames |
| Told us go for gold but they don’t want us up in chains |
| They say we look good when we ballin', and I’m flattered |
| They say black lives matter, how it matter, nothin' change? |
| Man, this lifestyle is wack, yeah, uh |
| This how it feel to be black, uh |
| I swear this lifestyle is wack, yeah |
| This how it feel to be black |
| So, been sittin' first class, stewardess tell me I don’t belong there |
| Like I made it to the top but I took the wrong stairs |
| Now I’m getting long stares every time I walk into that Whole Foods |
| But I’m used to it, this shit old news |
| These people wishin' we could go back to them old rules |
| You know that MAGA mentality, Make America Great Again |
| It’s never been great for I |
| Every cop case, they lie |
| We just tryna stay alive |
| I been stayin' on my shit |
| Segregate from each other but never own shit |
| We fight to keep every bit of that pride, then lose ours |
| Make all that money livin' in hoods then move out it |
| They done killed all of our kids, but who’s countin'? |
| Shit, I been countin' down the days when I can make these people have to pay |
| for it |
| Not with violence, but take mine and make a way for it |
| Spend them dollars for my people, build estates for 'em |
| Take this pen and state every single place |
| We done failed, took some L’s, my homie tried to prevail |
| Got out the whip with a wallet, bullets shoot through his back |
| That’s exactly how it feel to be black, REASON |
| They say niggas fire but they want us up in flames |
| Told us go for gold but they don’t want us up in chains |
| They say we look good when we ballin', and I’m flattered |
| They say black lives matter, how it matter, nothin' change? |
| Man, this lifestyle is wack, yeah, uh |
| This how it feel to be black, uh |
| I swear this lifestyle is wack, yeah |
| This how it feel to be black |
| I was proud to be black, oh yeah, proud to be black |
| But now it seems we gettin' killed for it, yeah |
| I thought freedom was free |
| But still I feel like the man been tryna cut us up a deal for it, facts |
| Yeah, Chubby the real know it, the real poet, I’ma say my piece |
| Fuck the cops, I been thinkin' 'bout how I’ma pay my lease |
| And it’s crazy when we run into the boys, I don’t get it |
| 'Cause the looks is all sour but my mama say I’m sweet, for real |
| Shit is not right, swear this not life |
| I can’t buy what they sellin', I gotta shop right |
| I often think about passin' through on the stop lights |
| Heart beatin' fast as soon as I see the cop lights |
| A businessman, I’ll kill to be that |
| I’m that cold, a black hole, that’s how it feel to be black, yeah |
| Uh, that’s how it feel to be black |
| I’m that cold, a black hole, that’s how it feel to be black, yeah |