Parade (feat. BigDurh)

It's the cold wind Who praying I feel the cold breeze on my arms run down my spine It's always breezed colder for me over the times Cause they been doin' me cold since I was younger like nine Moved down to Alabama, acceptance was hard to find I was cussin' up the class and third grade, man, a crime I was just becoming privileged, before that was normal too I Always been rich, but the people I was around different I seen all sides of life, but in third grade after shipment That changed the whole image Had few neighbors, only one in my class They didn't want me to succeed, I never got any pass Teachers givin' me laughs, opportunities minimized They thought my life was finalized, but I just had to roll that dice Hatin' on me, even adults wanted to ride that ride I never seen another kid besides me so scrutinized As young as I was, the community didn't want no ties Parents said, don't date him People around learned to hate him Cause Mr. Brown profound the stereotype creation I went to church today and asked God, how can I face him Talkin' bout me behind backs and lyin' straight up to faces Everyone round me hatin', it's hard to be complacent Ho, ho, ho They ain't never gon' understand you, they won't understand They ain't never gon' understand you, they won't understand They ain't never gon', they ain't never gon', they ain't never gon The world wanna see me blocked off, they all mad I'm the top dog I pray to God to ask who prayin' for me, said it's only mom and your pops dog Ain't nobody wanna see me winnin', if they wanna see me win They just pretendin' to, just tryna go support the guy again I'm in the spot deep like Leviathan Pop out with that on, my hitters, they gon' step for me We shootin', play games, we R2 Trigger like a PS3 Got numbers who watch out for me, YMT be my mini-me Got gas up in this whip, we toatin' glocks, don't need security Ay just know we checkin' you before you walk up in this hoe I swear I seen this before, I had my hands around her throat We got members in this, in every picture throwin' foes Ain't no flaws up in these teeth, I'm duckin' shots, we up to sco Big rocks, my watch glisten How many birds we done whipped in this kitchen For real, like how many hoes I done hit We sendin' blitz, only pearlin' on these woods, that's my twin, he pull my bit You know what I'm sayin'? Can't fuckin' basic, I'm faded, need LASIK We upping on every corner, 4-5 on my playlist