Black Thoughts-Schoolboy Q
Smokin' the gas on the regular man
Word
Sippin' on Hen that's the regular
Pissy sofas sharin' food with roaches
I'm gangsta Crip my poppa was a bitch
Left me where hopeless don't exist
And every neighbor got a fence
With bars and windows
my mom slavin' for the rent
Throwin' dices GT dyno pool
Where you hang we shootin'
You slip we stiffin'
Creative Crippin'
Bitches stoppin' traffic
This the type of shit
that make the MAC a classic
Reason I'm a pussy magnet
She learned to carry package
Been the best at rappin' uh
Am I this Vegas?
Your favorite rapper broke
he don't get this paper
But claim he got a kilo
he born in '93 though
He tryna fool the people
Maaaaaan
The joke's on you mothafucka
The loc is on you mothafucka
I warned you it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma
Ain't nothin' changed but the change
Let's put our brains away from gangs
Crips and Bloods the old and new slaves
Shit we even changed our names
Trying something new shame while we bang
But yo y'all ain't hearin' me
My homie facin' life
told me that my pride my biggest enemy
But... you keep your eyes in that dark
Your mind it greys your heart
I wrote these rhymes days apart
Most of us caught before
we can expand our thoughts
How your grandmother see your corpse?
How your big homie make your life a book?
Left you for dead cause he ain't need you right
But I'm gon' fade him right
Let's put the rags down and raise our kids
Let's put the guns down and blaze a spliff
Let's do it now ain't no buts or ifs
It took a Blood to get me Pringle chips
You can learn to fly or take the ladder
Real nigga shit all lives matter both sides
Man
The joke's on you mothafucka
The loc is on you mothafucka
I warned you it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma
Black thoughts and marijuana it's karma