Picket Fences lyrics

by

Myles Cameron


Yeah
Against the world

[Hook]
Picket fences
Black boy up against those picket fences
Against the world

Picket fences
I feel the most black ‘gainst those picket fences
In the suburbs
(Uh uh n*gga)

[Verse]
And it’s the-
Suburban blackboy check me out
Stay in the books but I got style
T shirt from that thrift shop
And my Jordans be hand-me-down

Issa new brand of blackness
But I own that sh*t
Never a slave to none
n*gga I own that whip

And I been called oreo and whiteboy
But I ball dirty than Mike, boy
That’s dirty like my SBs
(and I don’t even skate no more)
That's dirty but the sprite clean

Used to get swerved by birds, but I really feel like cupid
And loneliness the homie, in my bedroom making music
I never fit in boxes, but fitting in is stupid
And when I got probs, me and Frank make solutions

[Hook] X2
Picket fences
Black boy up against those picket fences
Against the world
(We on n*gga)

Picket fences
I feel the most black ‘gainst those picket fences
In the suburbs
(Uh uh n*gga)

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