DRINKING GOOD (feat. LARA')

My mother think I'm sick She smelled that liquor on my breath Liquor on my breath They killed my brother, shit I saw those blood stains on his chest Blood stains on his chest I'm drinking good (drinking good) Face it your wasted Roll through my hood (through my hood) Face it you're wasted Tell me how you feel Brothers getting killed, mother getting old Want to sell my soul Want to leave it dead Want to give it all Want to give it all I'm drinking good (drinking good) Face it your wasted Roll through my hood (through my hood) Face it you're wasted Guns loaded, tell the Savior I am on my way Another nigga shot and killed it's just another day Gripping on this pistol, hope that's shit will set me free They gone stop killing all these black people Someday-ay-ay This story of a young black man Shot down with a gun in his hand His mother starts to cry This story of a young black man Shot down with a gun in his hand His mother starts to cry So his mom screams why Why me My son had a college degree God fearing, prayed on two knees but These things those cops can't see They see a light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga Light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga Still a nigga Still a nigga They see a light nigga, dark nigga, rich nigga, poor nigga Dumb nigga, smart nigga High nigga, low nigga Run nigga, run nigga Hands to the sky, nigga Freeze nigga, please nigga Fears in your eyes, nigga They don't really care if we dead or alive nigga Dead or alive nigga, dead or alive nigga Nigga and flies, oh how they despise The more they see niggas the or they like flies, yeah More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah More they see niggas man the more they like flies, yeah