Rice & P’s

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, life nuh really easy inna Jamaica Sorry, I forget what you ah deal wit' pon ah daily Usually, if it's conscious lyrics I hear something from that— Usually, I hear that from prayers Or like, even though I'm come the ghetto We still ah stay humble We nah, we nah kill nobody We nah, we nah big nobody up Yuh know? Mi always ah praise Jah and [?] come from So yuh understand (Yeah, yeah) Pray harder Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh yeah [Verse 1] Uh, I'm still tryna hit a lick with my brothers I run from undercovers Fuck the other side, man, they won't ever lovе us Five bullies, fam, 'cause thеy couldn't one-on-one us No fast food, we got rice in the cupboard Shit dem ah chatter, word from my papa Stand up tall, make sure you never stutter I'ma work hard to make sure you never suffer I'm the man, not the boy, I'm the plug, not the runner Mad remedies for our bad tendencies Boom, bye-bye to the bad energy Went for the crown, came back for my G's And I realize I ain't got no black enemies, uh (Yeah, yeah) My list of achievements is longer than my list of regrets But we still gotta fight for respect Fuck it, I'ma fight 'til the death, yeah [Hook] Runnin' from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah Callin' on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah Am I ever gonna make it back home? Yeah, yeah Uh, runnin' from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah Callin' on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah Am I ever gonna make it back home? Yeah, yeah Runnin' from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah Callin' on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah Am I ever gonna make it back home? Yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Back road singin', trap phone ringin' Skin color made it oh so different Pandemic wasn't in the 20/20 vision Back from the mountains, man with a mission Better start runnin' when the Babylon's comin' We were good at everything, they said we're good for nothin' Ten-toe dashin', blue lights flashin' Pain when I'm rappin', black with a passion (Yeah, yeah) Action, I can't do the conversation Light incense when I'm contemplatin' (Yeah, yeah) I'm in sense when I see the news They don't hear the words, they just see the views (Yeah, yeah) Uh, the way you talk when you're in the streets Is it the same when it's me and you? (Yeah, yeah) When you've had nothing and you can't ever lose So much work that we need to do [Hook] Runnin' from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah Callin' on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah Am I ever gonna make it back home? Yeah, yeah Runnin' from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah Callin' on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah Am I ever gonna make it back home? Yeah, yeah [Outro] And then You don't say that? What does it remind you of? Let's see if you know Let's see if you know your true self You ready? And then