Текст песни Blacc n Proud (RIP Nipsey) - Zeke Pablo

August Duce!
One Nine Nine Tre
A young king was straight born in the dope game
A Crack baby coming out of VA
Manassas, Virginia where it started, Home of the slaves
Not a proud history but you gonna feel this shit
This that pain; they don't care but they gonna hear this shit
Mom and daddy clashed damn near every night
One on crack, one on drinks, couldn't get right
So my daddy split
Philadel bound
One of the worst days of my life; the family over now!
Tried to work it with my mother but the drugs runned her
Favoritism kicked in; broke up my brothers

Fuck this; I'm in the trap with my old man
Tryna survive in this world with no gameplan
Went to war with Klan crackers and niggas that bang blood
I was rolling wit the cuz; crips showed me love
That's the red, white and blue In my America
Constant moving, constant changes brought hysteria
I couldn't stay still
VA to PA
PA to CA
A rolling stone since pre-k
Damn!
Tried to make it work though
I chased my dreams, got on the scene, did my first show
Started getting motion, got confidence then got my first hoe
Ran into Suge he taught me the game and how to keep the doe

Started T.M.G
Boss nigga
Hold them masters nigga
Then floss nigga
It's a marathon
Checks don't stop man
Get you a hustle with the passive
Let it stock man
APY; it compound if you get my sound
Get that money clock them pounds when you make ya rounds
Niggas say I'm too serious; Never fucked with clowns
Niggas say I'm too serious; I don't fuck with clowns!
Cause when you a black man in America it ain't no fucking joke
It's hard times and poverty with meager hope!
Shit
Nigga this that real shit
It take money to make money
I know they feel this