The System lyrics

This the sh*t that have me in my feels
Why Jesus neva grab the wheel
I guess it's easier to grab the steel
Y'all rapping bout some sh*t we use to do for real
Ain't no f*cking pump fake we use to shoot for real
These n*ggas aiming in the sky we had to shoot to kill
How you claiming that you ride and you ain't rode on n*ggas
How you never gave it to em like you owe those n*ggas
You gone pull up on they block and you gone show those n*ggas
The worst part about it you don't know those n*ggas
It's a shame
You can't see that we just killing our own
n*ggas tryna play the man but they still in a zone
Thеy put in work then talk about the kill on the phonе
They out of touch
That explains why the feeling is gone
That's why I'm breaking down this weed and I'm filling this bong
Watch em die as I sit on this throne
You don't see nothing wrong
My best friend was even on that sh*t
You could of saved em
You don't know that sh*t
I had to save myself
Look at everything I gave myself
DIY
b*tch I made myself
You gotta take the good with the bad sh*t
We take everything cause we ain't had sh*t
All we want is bands and bad b*tch
Damn that's some sad sh*t
You gotta take the good with the bad sh*t
We take everything cause we ain't had sh*t
All we want is bands and bad b*tch
Damn that's some sad sh*t

The system failed my n*ggas
They kill us or they jail my n*ggas
The system failed my n*ggas
They kill us or they jail my n*ggas
The system failed my n*ggas
They kill us or they jail my n*ggas
The system failed my n*ggas
They kill us or they jail my n*ggas