Cruisin' down the corner
Rollin with my nigga
Driving hella slow 'cause my license is suspended
We Livin Meek Mill Dreams, young and Wale with ambition
A couple Money Makin Grinches goin' on a mission
But niggas get distracted, can't focus on the business
When my stomach is growling, I think I'll cop some dinner
"Aye bro let's go to Cookout, slick ain't been there in a minute"
Wait hold up wait a minute (Damn)
My spidey senses tingling
See flashing lights in distance, my nerves go up intensely
Police pull up behind me, my mind like "Shit you finished"
And then they pulled me over, please God don't let them kill us
They said we fit description
A couple niggas dippin'
Apartment complex robbery cuz we look like the kinda kids
Who'll pull up yo Mom and them to rake a couple dollars in
And take a vid go viral with it
Boonk Gang shit
Got the wrong one I ain't do that shit
"Man I was just tryna get some food and shit"
"Better not move, I will shoot you bitch"
Right there my heart froze, feeling chills up my spine
I feel ice in my toes, holding tears in my eyes
I feel cracks in my voice, I can't scream for my life
I'm surprised, is this how I'm gonna die?
Black Boy horror story, yeah
All throughout history, yeah
Causing mass hysteria
All throughout my area
Black Boy horror story, yeah
All throughout history, yeah
Causing mass hysteria
All throughout my area