Lyrics
It go
Black man watch your head, you know you a target
Ain't no excuses if you broke, regardless
Give smoke, blow smoke, regardless
Shooting made me crazy repetition made me heartless
Light on in my spirit shit is different in the darkness
Keys is always on me no ignition bitch I parked it
Wrong words quick'll turn your homie to a carcass
Always been a dark homie, always been the darkest
Black house gotta take your shoes off on the carpet
Young Price went to showboating from the hardships
Me Harold Marcus, squabbled in apartments
Now it's Neiman Marcus, tribal on my garments
What you know bout losing 50 P's ducking charges
Sitting in the car sick and I ain't talking long rides
Thinking you can play me out of payment this the wrong guy
Nigga I done seen it all don't make me get the team involved
If he call the team I'm on the team it ain't a thing at all
Everybody round me got aim, beam it off
City been waiting for the flame
Yeah, the city been waiting ain't no game
Look look
Back to it nigga, this is rap music nigga
Still black, hella black, real black music nigga
Yeah I hope it make you nervous
Lord forgive us yeah we sinners
From expert to beginner we just tryna make a winner so
Black man watch your head, you know you a target
Ain't no excuses if you broke, regardless
Give smoke, blow smoke, regardless
Shooting made me crazy repetition made me heartless
Black man watch your head, you know you a target
Ain't no excuses if you broke, regardless
Give smoke, blow smoke, regardless
Shooting made me crazy repetition made me heartless
Aye
Black man a target they tell us pull our pants up
Make us put our hands up, just to throw on handcuffs
Like my girl's skin brown my bank full my vans cuffed
My tank full my bands stuck
You niggas know how I'm coming dawg
You can check my file
Price ain't never been known for running off