B.Anderson - Knuckleheadz (feat. Wolf Taylor) Lyrics

Aye
When it all go down, tell me who there
Yea
Tough times make it real, ni**a
Never get used to the usual that switch up
Dawg, you just gotta deal with it
That's for the real ni**as
Might take time, but you will get it
Might get signed in a lil' minute
Can't buy love with a meal ticket
We all got dreams when we little, ni**a
Life go by, seen too many get hit by the dream killer
But I still dream, ni**a
Red eye, no sleep
Flight to the westside, lowkey
Boy from the southside, on God
Finna get all of it, on me
Perfect time, perfect timing
I'm finna shine like a diamond
I wanna shine like horizon
Rising sun is among us and all of you blinded
I am a mood, follow my move
I'm off medicinal, it get me loose
Who is that ni**a who spitting the truth
While spitting embalming fluid on the booth
I took the beat and put it thru the roof
I took a seat, had to plot out my moves
I had to see what to do, to do what it do
And honestly I was confused
I can see clearer now, the rain is gone, the sky is blue
And I'm in tune, the seed is growing and coming in soon, yea
Can you count suckas?
I say, the future is ours!
If you can count
We some, hard headed, young ni**as
Came up off of cornbread with the lumps in it
I just want the long bread, 'fore the law kill us
We is just some Knuckleheadz, dreaming hard ni**a
We some, hard headed, young ni**as
Came up off of cornbread with the lumps in it
We just want the long bread, 'fore the law kill us
We is just some Knucklehea
I gotta lot of sh*t on my mind
I gotta handle better my time
Whole lotta shit is blocking my way
I put my heart and soul in my lines
I gotta face facts and not fake traps
That I set myself in mind
I'm tryna lay back in that Maybach
While I navigate on my grind
I used to sleep on the carpet
That's the reason I speak with this arson
When it nothing to do, I'm just grateful he knew
That someday I would be a great artist
So I don't be taking advice, shaking the dice
If you never been broke in yo life
When I ain't have no lights
I needed a candle to piss
To be sure I was aiming it right, yea
When I turn around I see I came a long way
Crooked cops can die, yeah that would set us all straight
Way back in the day
We was in a daze, puffin' haze feeling stuck in
Tryna find ourselves a way out, yea
Momma asked me son what do you pray bout, yea
Shining till my nights feel like it's day out, yea
So I can't let my fears get in control
Life can be your paradise
You can't get paid unless you roll, yea
It's Wolf, ni**a
Now look what we have here before us
One gang could run this city!
One gang
Because we got the streets, suckas!
We some, hard headed, young ni**as
Came up off of cornbread with the lumps in it
I just want the long bread, 'fore the law kill us
We is just some Knuckleheadz, dreaming hard ni**a
We some, hard headed, young ni**as
Came up off of cornbread with the lumps in it
We just want the long bread, 'fore the law kill us
We is just some Knuckleheadz, yea
The problem in the past
Has been the man turning us against one another
We have been unable to see the truth
Secure our territory!