State Of ART Lyrics

A nigga getting this high don't have to come down

A nigga spitting this fire don't have to dumb down

A nigga get in yo ass you lasting one round

You niggas grinning and laughing having fun now

Exciting how the gun sounds

Throwing your signs

Bumping heads all the while not even knowing you blind

Niggas take the wrong road cause they aint knowing the signs

No gift no Swift niggas slow in the mind

I came to speed it up

Food for thought nigga eat it up

Without your phone or your gun you ain't even tough

Young niggas crashing out

No attention from the drama now you lashing out

Raised by a single mama with a nasty mouth

So you disrespect the dead that's in fashion now

Rest In Peace to Young Dolph, he was the prettiest boss

Since Memphis killed their own king the city is lost

So what's the State Of The ART?

Niggas start from You-tube and go straight to the charts

Niggas get a few views now he faking his part

Niggas might do choose to skip straight through your part

I'm coming straight from the heart

Unpredictable, an Ape in the dark

The blunt's the magic wand and we making it spark

And we aint throwing gang signs we making a heart

Gotta watch for the devil, he be making it hard

He could drown you in the ocean like Satan's a shark

The the thoughts on my mind I lay awake in the dark

Nas said this shit was dead but you niggas was scared

And Pac was the realest nigga breathing or dead

Teddy Pendergrass crashed, no more sleeping in bed

We got to get the message to my people instead

These are real life jewels I'm trying to teach you my dude

All the game and the rules they won't teach you in school

If I didn't care I wouldn't try to reach you you fool

You can't pretend to swim the deep end of the pool

KINGZ LAND is the kingdom I'll eventually rule

The music that you listen to is mentally food

That's the number one reason it's killing the youth

The number one reason that I'm still in the booth

You can say a lie a thousand times what still is the truth

Still is the truth

And this is the proof...

So what's the State Of The ART?

You gotta see the ending that's the craziest part

Travis Scott concert the whole stadium dark

Let's take a long walk the Mercedes is parked

The conversation should start

With our mothers, you're breaking her heart

He died a young death now she's cremating your parts

And we ain't throwing gang signs we making a heart

You gotta watch the devil he be making it hard