Yeah, why

Yeah

Bitch, I barely missYeah

Bitch, I barely miss

Yeah, bye

Bitch, I barely miss

Can′t recall a moment even when I reminisce, uh

Got some homies buried 'cause the ops was playin′ this, uh

Nigga bend the corner for your pockets you get hit, ah

Shit feel like a rocket when it's slidin' out the clip, mm

With them politics, mm

School of hard knocks, mm

We got scholarships, mm

Stories I forgot, mm

Wait let me remind, mm

Melly caught ′em three, mm

Donut he got five, mm

Retaliation coordinated like electric slide, mm

Coroner get duckets, they been workin′ overtime, mm

Blame it on a nigga pigment, you forget where history went with it

Left us 'ignant wit′ no way to get it, been this way since infants

Red line lead to red rags, shit been bloodbaths

Niggas scammin', tryna build a future for they son to have

What you get when you take niggas, take the system, take the struggle

Take oppression, take the hustle mix it in that pot of gumbo

We don′t miss, uh

Yeah

Bitch, I barely miss

Ok, yeah

Bitch, I barely miss

Can't recall a moment even when I reminisce, uh

Got some homies buried ′cause the ops was playin' this, uh

Nigga bend that corner for your pockets you get hit, ah

Shit feel like a rocket when it's—

Wait

Bitch, I need some head to go along with a nigga come up

We done hustled, gave us nothing how we flip and make it double

Gave my cousins jail-time, gave my people long records

How I flip the shit to music, give you niggas classic records, we don′t miss

My manager Blood, but my label mate a Crip (wow)

Keem took a bullet to the skull but he lived (wow)

Now he got a daughter, she get brought up, watch it flip, uh

Bet she barely miss, uh

You can′t tell a black queen shit, watch the money spring flip

I been workin' long hours, I been workin′ swing shifts

Had our people up in chains, niggas shackled to the ankles

Now we bussin' down chains, beat the system, tell ′em thank you

For that motivation, that's why captivatin′ niggas rising

We done took that pressure made it diamonds, bitch

What you get when you take niggas, take the system, take the struggle

Take oppression, take the hustle mix it in that pot of gumbo

We don't miss

Yeah

Bitch, I barely miss, yeah

I said, bitch, I barely miss

Can't recall a moment even when I reminisce

Got some homies buried ′cause the ops was playin′ this

Nigga bend that corner for your pockets you get hit

Shit feel like a rocket when it's slid—

Wait