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[intro]
(that’s vade on the keys)
free von, n-gga
i just gone and did it
lil top, n-gga, youngboy

[chorus]
they don’t like who i am
i don’t like it one bit myself (not one bit)
they don’t understand me (‘stand me)
i don’t understand myself (myself)
my sis say that she heard “boom”
as they tried bringin’ grandma on back inside the livin’ room, oh, ah-ah
i been doin’ right knowin’ you do right by your child (oh, god)
i say i trust you, so don’t get baba

[verse 1]
self-made warrior (warrior), i done slept on concrete beds and all (and all)
got tears fallin’ down (down), you can’t tell behind the collect calls (you can’t)
if i stay against the wall (wall), even if i don’t, we all fall (all fall)
black man, can you lend a hand? (hand) we loadin’ up, takin’ back what’s ours (takin’)
uncle died breakin’ in a house, this sh-t so grimy (so grimy)
he gon’ do that time to take your time, the sh-t’s so slimy (slimy)
inside a house, split a bedroom, i guess what i miss (what i miss)
inside the streets where i lay, outside that buildin’ i is (where i is)
it’s some street n-gga facts, this ain’t no poetry (no)
outside that wall we leavin’ blood in the street (no)
f-ck the wicked now, my soul, my family, she keep
i’m already burnt, someone please hold on to me

[chorus]
they don’t like who i am
i don’t like it one bit myself (i don’t like it one bit myself)
they don’t understand me (they don’t understand me)
i don’t understand myself (i don’t understand myself)
my sis say that she heard “boom”
as they tried bringin’ grandma on back inside the livin’ room, oh, ah-ah
i been doin’ right knowin’ you do right by your child (oh, god)
i say i trust you, so don’t get baba

[verse 2]
i ain’t in the skies, head in the skies, plenty times i done cried (cried)
plenty nights outside steady slangin’ fire, bet my life for a while
i done been baptized, but still i don’t know
are we forgave for k!llin’ ones who tried?
or for murderin’ ones who murdered our brothers?
and the shooters see god, those the ones died
and that sh-t made me can’t sleep at night
wake up at six every mornin’, blame it on drank, i don’t know why
the one that sleep outside every night, you know that that’s a lie
destiny, give me a rush, say what’s the hype
you got the drop, then what’s the price?

[outro]
yeah, we gon’ pop his head tonight (pop), we gon’ knock him off tonight (pop)
pop, pop, pop, pop
ohh-ohh-ohh

- youngboy never broke again

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