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splitz - topi mandela lyrics

you ain’t with the sh-tz!

[verse 1:]
i can spot a fake thug from a mile away
on the block by the auto shop where i stayed
grew up with some kids who never had to ask to play
alley cats who ain’t scared to let the llama spray
when you from the outs better hope you blend in
or they might be ending yo life
picture lil topi with a cross on his body
baggy jeans and a back pocket knife
blade, blade, blade
first grade first fade, fade, fade
had to work to get paid, paid, paid
my friends got it made (made)
ok-
always avoided livin in a void
never begged handouts ain’t given in detroit
where they exploit the kids and
corrupt police run the streets
undercover drug fiends
and what they teach in schools don’t amount to sh-t
but a mound of sh-t
end up in a dog pit…
and that life ain’t glamorous
they don’t show that on the cameras
no, no, no

[chorus:]
when it come to my money
you ain’t seeing splitz
i feel the pressure coming at me
like a blitz
if you was in my shoes
you would call it quits
i heard about you dogs
you ain’t with the sh-tz

[verse 2:]
why everybody wanna act hood
key word act, i guess errbody hollywood
highly doubt they would last one day if they could
thinkin they gon roll backwoods and be livin good
unaware of the scare when you riding on the bus
5-o come up looking for a drug bust…
they let the guns talk, ain’t nun to discuss..
pull the trigger on you if you putting up a fuss

[verse 3:]
i done seen gang fouls, coulda took a charge
not a shooter but soon i’ll be shooting up the charts
scary n-gg-s reachin
they won’t really grab the steel
pulling special operations
like a navy seals
ain’t sh-t happy living off a happy meal
better push dope, rap or get a record deal
i was gettin a’s, no one cared about grades
hiding my report card i got mocked like charades…
depravity
never really got shown hospitality
elementary school faced reality
witnessing the cause of my mentality
and the skepticism of my friends
and pessimism even towards the pastor
impressions pinned upon an independent
that’s why i pray always keep a pendant
dependent on no mortal man
descendant of heaven
i’m sending these signals of destiny calling
pretending you chosen..
y’all n-gg-s folding, you tumbling
all of my bars lookin golden, you mumbling
agh!
boys all bark no bite-
courage the cowardly dogs
i don’t even need a piece
when i hit ya street
tell ya whole block

- topi mandela lyrics

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