Sitting on Wire

Lyrics

[Intro] Story of a little black boy with his nose all runny Tryna shoot for the stars like them niggas owe him money Tryna shoot for the stars like— I messed up [Verse] Story of a little black boy with his nose all runny Catch him shooting for the stars like them niggas owe him money Tryna shoot at the stars like they laughed at him funny Tryna shoot down the stars 'cause his lifestyle crummy Collateral damage for living like this It ignited his spirit, fighting that was deep in his pit Crazy when you in the dark, any light is bliss You'd find that essence in anyone that's willing to assist Even if it's in a negative way, you never knew thеse bad thoughts would ever go away 'Til you in a viscous cyclе where you lose your homie Michael to a nigga with a rifle What would dictate your life? Predicaments rain over his little ligaments, with his trigger finger bent he know his future is imminent Fickle vision he shoot at anything given Think about his own position See, his opposition is everybody so honestly wouldn't you act the same If your voice was a weapon, if they try to take your name Your heart was a target, you were born to be slain I'm surprised they haven't turned and treated y'all the same Doesn't settle it, raised with killing etiquette Do it for they own benefit, dogs bark with rhetoric But they'll never ever ever bite, se they didn't really want to be a part of this fight His friend group is a huge assortment But they moms never had to call to say they important In response to a death that's been appointed on a black child so wild he's disjointed There lies a problem with that Little boy please don't shoot back No, stop! Tu-tu-clack Tu-tu-clack Tu-tu-clack I guess that's that His peers always seem to applaud They in love with the thought that they is all outlawed He in love with the squad, he in love with their flaws If he keep up the facade, he'd be considered the god [Outro] Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose Riding through the city picture gritty with my rolls No, I don't want your pity nigga this is all I chose