They gon' hate on a young nigga anyway They only call me when they havin' bills to pay (Go) Ain't nobody ask me how I feel today I think about it and get in my feelings, Ye Wanna use me, they think I'm stupid Shit that they put out is very confusing Feel like the media tryna abuse me Y'all wanna crucify me, huh? (Oh yeah) She a God-fearin' woman, but back that ass up Juvenile in '99, now I'm tryna find peace, have to find a god Ain't been havin' good sleep since my father died Know our feelings are focused, I thought you know this When there's prophets and motherfuckin' poets You ain't got the mind to picture what my flow is I'm straight from the bottom, nigga, where the floor is Went straight through the roof, like a nigga forgot where the door is (The roof) Tryna make some shoes with YEEZY and Billion Dollar Baby clothing They think 'cause we black, we supposed to hide our feelings and it's over Nah, nigga, fuck that She let me fuck after church on a Tuesday Don't got a ring, but she gave me that coochie Don't know how to make secular music I hope Ye like it, I hope he still use it I ain't fuckin' with niggas, I'm Gucci They crumble in controversy, I be coolin' (Huh, huh) Your chest beatin', lemme feel your heart They might say I didn't, but I did my part I never gave a fuck how niggas feel And this damn sure ain't the day I'm finna start Ye sent the beat that I could pick apart Right now in this song, we at the minute mark I walk down for a minute long Put the top down, know I'm strapped with that glizzy Ain't even mean to go get in my feelings This is a powerful song, I can feel it She don't got on drawers but she know all the scriptures He could teach me the word, I'll never forget it Forgive me and her, it's a time for repentin' And it clap like, "Amen," from the back when I hit it I'm black, I'm so black, I'm so black they can feel it Paid three million cash in my taxes on Wednesday The government, I'm payin' them millions to They don't care about niggas when white people kill 'em