Instead of Nipsey - Nick Cannon

Hit a lick and got some lows, put that shit on every curb

She keep sayin' that it’s over, she too good, I don’t deserve her

Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain’t earn

Some nights I can’t sleep

Starin' at the walls, thinkin', «Why they wanna kill me?»

Feel like they don’t love me

Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey

Father, we’ve been mislead, I can’t understand the picture

Killin' more niggas every year, while the white man gettin' richer

My homie in the feds, he ain’t comin' home for Christmas

Gotta know how to play, they don’t play fair in that system

I-I-I got niggas slidin', three, four, posse up in the rental

I know they dislike me, they DM say, «I'm gon' kill you»

Diamonds dance like Michael, how’d we glow up from these crystals?

All this hate around me, we can’t grow up from these pistols

I-I-I got niggas that’s hatin', I gave 'em so many chances

I know shorties that’s starvin', I went and gave 'em these faces

They look at me like their father, like I’m gon' give 'em the answers

Same niggas that doubted, just gotta cut off the cancer

What he know about the hood?

He went Hollywood, damn

What he know about the hood when he got it good?

Yeah

We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah

Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain’t finished yeah, yeah

I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word

Hit a lick and got some lows, put that shit on every curb

She keep sayin' that it’s over, she too good, I don’t deserve her

Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain’t earn

Some nights I can’t sleep

Starin' at the walls, thinkin', «Why they wanna kill me?»

Feel like they don’t love me

Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey

If the documentary dangerous, we still gang-bangin'

If doctor say he was crazy, then why they have to frame him?

I got guardian angels, I hope they brought their bangers

Threaten my life daily, but I’m ready for them haters

Sixty years later, world still segregated

Them '60s and them '80s, they still retaliatin'

We all got them same faces, it’s funny to them racists

They been tryna separate us since Dominicans and Hatians

P-p-politicians be crazy, they never give us no answers

But we still actin' crazy, they’ll never give us no leverage

Why must we lose a legend for it to bring us together?

Marathon gon' continue and gon' continue forever

What he know about the hood?

He went Hollywood, damn

What he know about the hood when he got it good?

Yeah

We was born broke, got up, had to get it, yeah, yeah

Worried 'bout them millions and I still ain’t finished yeah, yeah

I put this music in my soul, put this shit in every word

Hit a lick and got some lows, put that shit on every curb

She keep sayin' that it’s over, she too good, I don’t deserve her

Everybody want a favor for some shit that they ain’t earn

Some nights I can’t sleep

Starin' at the walls, thinkin', «Why they wanna kill me?»

Feel like they don’t love me

Sometimes I wish they took me instead of Nipsey

…niggas in the street, no matter how hood you is

How much of a killer you is, how much dope you done sold

How much shit you done robbed, how much you doin' from your shoulders

A mothafucka don’t want a negative lifestyle

So I feel like your job once you become successful or semi-successful

Or get your foot in the door is to game your niggas up

Take that world from in front of their eyes, you know what I mean?

And just show 'em like, you got options

You got other things you could do aside from risking your freedom to pay your

bills

Or being stuck in a mentality of segregation and genocide

Killing your own niggas, killing your own folks