Louder For The Back Lyrics

They mute the app cuz I'm so pro black

A real nigga entered the group chat

A white girl told me don't say that

My black mamma told me don't hold back

A white savior tried to have my back

The whips on it made me feel so trapped

So I whip something wit the seat way back

And I ride for my niggas in the back back back

I need some white money

Trust fund baby

Tax breaks ah make her ass shake

This mo for crazy

My attitude is like f u pay me

Cuz if you listen more than speak

Ima bless you baby

Bless you baby

Money make them kind of white

Cream colors

Homies think they kind of white

But bleed brother

Why you think they shot you nigga

They don't see color

You ain't a ally

Just because you sleep with brothers

She only like black guys

That's racist

It's a fetish

Louder

Gentrification

For the ones in the back

They want us to coon

Video stages

They profit off messaging

Put us in cages

They mute the app cuz I'm so pro black

A real nigga entered the group chat

A white girl told me don't say that

My black mamma told me don't hold back

A white savior tried to have my back

The whips on it made me feel so trapped

So I whip something wit the seat way back

And I ride for my niggas in the back back back

I free souls

Negro spiritual flows nigga

Bunch of no names and gold diggers

Cannot figure

How he rap like the origin

But foraging a path

I'm a bridge to the avenue to the upper middle class

Leaving footprints

So you don't spend your whole life being staff

It's not about making it first

It's about making it last

I don't need to pop

All I ever did was feed the block

And I don't need to knock

Kick it in

And really air it out

These people really ops

Listen to the words

Get culture shock

It's the industry agenda

Got Biggy and Pac shot

So ima save the streets

With rhyme and beats

Show you to make it out

They wanna see us rot

They don't want to see a different route

I'll sacrifice the fame and riches

I don't need it off this rap

I'd rather take the culture back

And rhyme about what really matter

Gray beats on my platter

Yeah I heard the chatter

But it takes more than screaming

Black Lives Matter

Bitch

Now she want the hook

To get ahead she giving head

To any nigga with a jump shot

But can't relate to mammas

Trying not to get they son shot

So please inform your white pops

I'm too raw

They won't condone it

They rather see me kill them

Than to really put them on it

I had to make peace

With the lane that I'm going

It's hard to be king

But these signs I'm showing

They mute the app cuz I'm so pro black

A real nigga entered the group chat

A white girl told me don't say that

My black mamma told me don't hold back

A white savior tried to have my back

The whips on it made me feel so trapped

So I whip something wit the seat way back

And I ride for my niggas in the back back back