Lyrics Made in Amerikkka - Tota

Son of a King
Son of a God
Ain't gotta get even
I beat the odds
I had the oop
Ain't throw me a lob
So if I owe anyone
Owe it to god
Made it to 24
Years my nigga
That's plenty mo
Then some of these kids
Like Willi Bo
Say he had a gun
Did he really tho

Cops give a damn bout a nigga like me
Don't give a fuck what a nigga might be
Always afraid that a nigga might reach
Only thing worse is a nigga might preach
Like King like X like Huey
Somebody riddle me that
The feeling is back
I'm feelin' like the villain of rap
We all in a trap
Everybody broke for real
Send all em of back
I'm building equity
So I can employ the nigga right to next to me
Bitch that's the recipe
I just showed you how cook up longevity
Own all my masters ain't got a master
They gave us pastors
Then gave us cancer
I had some questions
Never got answers
They got away with killing the panthers

Fuck it I'm Made in America
Die any day in America
Watch what you say America
Hate that we black cuz they scared of us
They selling Yay in America
Come spend a day in America
I'm from the Bay In America
Die any day in America

Fuck it I'm made
Die any day
Watch what you say
I'm from The Bay

Die any day in America