They shootin' niggas down like it's 65 They shootin' niggas down like it's 68 They shootin' niggas down like the slave days Wait, they shootin' niggas down like the slave I feel like Brad Hampton with the AK I feel like Brad Hampton with the AK Niggas don't get troubled in this melee Niggas don't get troubled in this melee You wanna stay safe? You better bare a metal arm like a prosthetic Me and my niggas hotboxin' in a box Chevy It's goin' down, I can see where hip-hop's headed So put your hands up, like a cop said it Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up I need to see all motherfuckin' hands in the air Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up And wave it from side to side like you just don't care Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up Cops still gon' shoot us So leave your hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up Hands up like you just don't give a fuck Niggas nursery rhymin', cat in a hat with a bunch of cap And they raps like they squeeze triggers I'll smack the fuck out these niggas Some made a hit, most came and went, I didn't flinch I played the long game, knowin' in the end I'd be bigger I see niggas makin' they lil' lists But that's a grip that don't exist They ain't built like this Niggas flexed up, quit to blow a check on a bitch Better get attacked to protect the patek on your wrist And for that shit that's on your neck, niggas will take a risk They try and make a dollar stretch, your lame ass look like a lick And real niggas ain't buyin' all that shit you kick But the kids eat it up, that's when the plot gets thick Could see a kid and learn a song before they learn how to read So if there's nothin' in your lines, then how is they gon' succeed? I know you gotta play the game, you got a family to feed But if we shackle our own mentals, then we'll never be freed I said my piece, I hope I ain't come off as preachy But at least I utilized my reach to hug every nigga out in these streets I do it for the love, not credit In any beef, I pray you and your opps deaded But if not, you better bear a medal on like a prosthetic Me and my niggas hotboxin' in the box Chevy It's goin' down, I can see where hip-hop's headed So put your hands up, like a cop said it Hands up I need to see all motherfuckin' hands in the air And wave them from side to side like you just don't care Cops still gon' shoot us Put your hands up Hands up like you just don't give a fuck Cops still gon' shoot us