[Lyric] Black (Bandana Split)

Clothes in cheetah print
Hoes in need of, huh
Ain't keeping to they own
But they house up in the pent
Say he full of life, tell that nigga get a grip
Say he feel free cause he bought a new whip
Man I guess it make sense
Does that chain make you free too?
Is it freeing all the kids that you preach to?
Nawh but it make them kids wanna be you
Feelings bottled up, man they wanna be a G too
Black frames, making for a better picture
Emphasize the fact that you just another nigga
I ain't just another nigga
Ain't worried bout my green hope my dreams get bigger
A good drug dealer nigga never keep a kilo
Break it down by a dime nigga keep it kilo
Ain't have the money to pay for my ex's alimony
But the ride got Italian leather seats though
Peeps saying what up, pops tell him nut up
He getting money just to make the nigga shut up
Does this shit sound sad yet?
You saying man at least he know where his dad at
Or "Fuck nigga shut up, you ain't know about this street stuff!"
I know you skip school just to get your B's up
Know where the cash at, not where ya class at
"Momma I was there today!", nigga that's a class act
Classic to people who really care though
Your mom loves you, ever wonder what she care for?
Got you looking fly but ain't ever hit the airport
Treat you like a king, but a joker what you play her for