Oh You Scared - Vince Staples&Jhené Aiko

Vince Staples

Jhené Aiko

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Oh You Scared - Vince Staples&Jhené Aiko 歌词

Oh You Scared - Vince Staples/Jhené Aiko

Ni**a what's the deal Pay attention

Most the time that

I've been living we been public housing tenants

Never had no pot to piss so b**ch excuse me

If I brag a lot

Niggas never had a shot unless you talking

38 that Wak had got

Can't get passed them pearly gates

Neglecting what your pastor taught

But you gon' smoke your w**d still

And you gon' sip your lean still

So I'm gon' hold this heat 'til

They make me take my seat in prison

Doing sh*t my way till 25 to life

What I'm facing baby

My temper short

That anger made me have days in court

In my hood spill blood a sport

And the killer's face can show no remorse

Got student loans and you failed the course

Of course you dropped out like 6 am

And you see the cops out

Niggas been turnt up no need to stop now

Speed up skeet up then air the block out

El Camino creeping

With your homies in your backseat

Once you hit

That corner watch them niggas turn to athletes

Make him run his pockets

Take his wallet then his house keys

Staking out his mama house

We taking every damn thing

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

Ain't ya Ain't ya

(Ni**a where my money at)

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Ain't ya ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

Ain't ya Ain't ya

(Ni**a where my money at)

If Illuminati buying souls

And only fear was dying broke

God who made my life this hard

So hell where we decide to go

Could you really judge us knowing us

Then close to what was given

Father up in prison Jesus here

But he ain't struggle wit us

The church only made sh*t worse

The money we was given ain't go to God

Mostly nice cars that Reverends could sit in

Destined for jail

We just some niggas facing sentence

We sitting at a standstill

You broke but you the man

Still trying to find your plan still

Two kids and mo' bills

Food stamps and d**e deals

Hood life with no frills

But still they swear they feel you

And never been close to near you

Once who preach protect

And serve the main ones trying to kill you

It ain't no path to life no prepping for no afterlife

It ain't no wrong or right

It's just the sh*t you do and sh*t you don't

Friends that's killing niggas is

The only ones you praying for

But words they never stopped no bullet

Oh you scared ni**a

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

Ain't ya Ain't ya

(Ni**a where my money at)

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Oh you scared ain't ya

Ain't ya

Ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

You getting bread ain't ya

Ain't ya Ain't ya

(Ni**a where my money at)