Cops N Culture

The cops detain us over he say, she say They never care about what we say, am I a street rapper or a poet I guess some will never know it, made music in the basement on my momma Always dream about having commas, but I ain't pause or hesitate, for my dreams I never wait Featherweight or heavyweight, still a champion, I believe that I could walk the sky like Anakin Niggas lazy, quit, and turn into a mannequin, blah, blah, blah Aye start me over, she said when niggas broke they turn mean No gangbang when niggas active they turn green When niggas sad they turn meme, grown man like why you crying nigga Baby boy like why you crying nigga Sweet lady they Tyrese and shit, I find it hard for me to keep that shit in They see accidents happen not with my culture, promoting crack and violence, promoting cracking bitches Promoting cracking cards, guess we'll crack anything but the system, We'll even keep the same slave religion, that shit's crazy