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vince staples - like it is lyrics

[intro: andre 3000]
i tell it like it is, then how it could be

[verse 1]
heaven or h-ll boy, freedom or jail boy
a jansport bag full of sh-t i could sell for
the high or the low boy, just me and my homeboys
the police k!ll us so we made up our own laws
been fighting this long war, there’s sh-lls in this sh0r-s sand
still young but a grown man, could tell by my stature
stackin’ money and problems as i wait for the rapture
death never been no threat, i be chillin’, relaxin’
everybody bleed

[chorus]
i gotta be, i gotta be, i gotta be the one
to make it up to heaven, despite the things i’ve done
i gotta be, i gotta be, i gotta be the one
to make my momma proud, feel like her only son
i gotta be, i gotta be, i gotta be the one
with everything i need, with everything i want
i gotta be, i gotta be, i gotta be the one
to do it like n0body has ever done

[interlude 1]
when i was in seventh grade my grandfather told me don’t get caught lovin’ the streets cause they never gonna love you back. but i feel like it’s all we got so it’s all we really do love. at the end of the day i feel like the problem is the people that control it don’t really come from here, so they can’t do nothing but look down on us. we look at them, we see somebody that could help but they look at us and all they see is a n-gga. it don’t really matter anyway, we all gon’ die one day man. one day

[verse 2]
do doves cry when the black man dies, or do we croak with crows
the young catch gunshots, the old catch the holy ghost
ho i love not, i never seen no pot of gold
just bar windows and six fours with no switches
was broke with no b-tches, she love me though
you’ll k!ll me if it make you richer, what you screaming you my brother for
heart is where the hatred is, the brain that stained the love below
and life is what you make it so i’m makin’ money for my folks

[interlude 2]
when most people look at a person who does what i do they look at us with these preconceived notions as if, it’s a set way for us all to be. but we all people at the end of the day so i wonder why we don’t treat each other like it. you’re looking at a person telling them that they story don’t matter is really no better than me, walkin’ down the streets tryna shoot at somebody. cause all we got is these dreams man and y’all ain’t never had to not have nothing, and that’s the last thing you want for anybody. is to not really have nothing. at all

[verse 3]
i been through h-ll and back, i seen my momma cry
seen my father hit the crack then hit the set to flip a sack
i done seen my homies die then went on rides to k!ll ’em back
so how you say you feel me when you never had to get through that?
we live for they amus-m-nt like they view us from behind the gl-ss
no matter what we grow into, we never gonna escape our past
so in this cage they made for me, exactly where you find me at
whether it’s my time to leave or not, i never turn my back

- vince staples lyrics

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