Tales from the South

Lyrics

[Intro] Mm, yeah Yeah [Verse 1] I remember when I heard the gunshots In the mornin', two o'clock, talkin' to my uncle Fox Round the corner, but I never saw the cops Only [?] because they sellin' rocks Shootin' dice in the corner Friday night If I win I can buy a Cheeto with a Sprite If I lose then crack on [?] So I better roll a seven, or sobriety forget it For my loved ones needa buzz quick Ronald Reagan not my hero or no man I uplift You can idolize that [?], and make drug deal If you wanna get that Escalade with the chrome rim If you wanna be gettin' paid with the gold grill Just want respect and all that came with thuggin' Father yank me by the collar, "Bobby, get your grades up" Bags in my potential, quit with all that dumb shit [Chorus] Tales from the South Tales from the South, South [Verse 2] Lunch break at my job, the grocery store Scannin' social media hurt me for sure Twitter showed me "Man killed by the police" South Dallas, people wyilin', they caused a riot Women screamin', men shoutin' "Stop the violence" Stomach turnin', returnin' back on the clock Stockin' frozen meat, just happy to be alive Got the coldest feet, I got texts from my mom Read "Give me a call", I left Went to the bathroom, stepped in the stall Felt somethin' was wrong The Lord just took [?] (Mm) How did he die? He got shot In July, by the cops 2012, lightbulb went off Connect the dots, what the fuck? You messin' with my spirit Findin' out your cousin died through Twitter [Chorus] Tales from the South Tales from the South, South [Verse 3] Yeah Wrote a letter to my uncle in a pen I ain't spoke to him in like ten years I heard you on the phone, talkin' to my mom Put me on the line, askin' how I been I said "Man, I been fine, thanks for askin' me" I ask him how he been, he said "Fantastic, we happy to see you shine Your mother sent me the article Hear your name on the radio, damn Face is on TV now? Man, that shit is amazin' Know I'm proud of you Your parents proud of you too God lookin' down on you Rappin', that's what you do That entertainment biz, heard it's filled up with snakes Learn they languages, don't let them take no food off your plate I might be back before your granny dies That judge done did me wrong because she gave me life This shit ain't right, but I'll salute you Choose how your story end Life in prison, though I was salutatorian" [Chorus] Tales from the South Tales from the South, South [Outro] Yeah, we from the South-South, South-South South-South, South-South Yeah, from the South-South, South-South South-South, South-South Yeah, from the South-South, South-South South-South, South-South South-South, South-South South-South, South-South Yeah, from the South-South, South-South South-South, South-South South-South, South-South South-South, South-South Yeah