Politic Lyrics

Lil brodie poppin' shit, I been out the way, that's all I say, ain't tryna politic

Let's go Band fa Band, I'm tryna see how fat Yo pockets get, we not with that boxin' shit, Blick Rocky get to droppin' shit, c'mon, c'mon

These niggas stay worried bout fame, steady worried bout a name, I've been out here tryna grind to get Lil Bro nem out the rain

Then niggas say they feel my pain, you ain't feel that tear run down yo cheek when bro was in them chains

You ain't feel the tear run down your cheek when your brodie got whacked, how them widows be up in them funerals wearin' all black

Drug up in my body, I feel like I'm losin' off of track, even though you goin through it, bet the world won't cut you slack

Wonder if I'm goin' through it, who'd be real, who got my back, greezy riding wit me, stay protected, he clutchin' his strap

Three.5 up in this wood, if I don't smoke, I can't relax, boy, this ain't no regular weed, I smoke exotic, this shit Thrax

Drug ah keep me out my head, it keep me out my body, Cuddy keep a Blick under his bed in case they try to rob him

You see me, then you see Bro, this shit somethin' like Chuck and Tommy, I ain't dumb enough to drop my lo go tell that bitch come find me

Can't even trust these niggas, they so slimy, yeah, you with me, but you don't know my brodie, he so grimy

I question every time I'm with a bitch, you tryna line me, I seen the darkest shit unfold just like it's origami

Like, brother, why you let these dirty niggas take it, you know you the man, keep blink inside yo pants, they couldn't break you

They ain't understand the realness of this shit, must've mistaked you, you ain't tell me, but I'm knowin' that it's love, I couldn't fake you

Huh, ride around protected, I seen a good kid walk around clutchin' a lethal weapon

My city fucked up in the head, it ain't no fuckin' question, just hope my lil' niggas that's growin' up don't learn that lesson, come on

Uh-uh, lil' brodie poppin' shit, I been out the way, that's all I say, ain't tryna politic

Let's go, Band fa Band, I'm tryna see how fat yo pockets get

We not with that boxin shit, Blick Rocky, get to droppin' shit