Tell Me 2
Uh, every little nigga got a rap dream
Every little nigga gotta pack heat
Every little nigga sold a little bit of
Everything and now they feelin' trapped
Yup, that's me
Raised in the middle of the ghetto ride
Where my niggas multiply and yo
We don't ever die
Murder, murder, kill, kill
Never tell a guy, whatever you saw
When they ask about it, tell a lie
Revolution never will be televised
But they wanna be up on
The television tellin' lies
Oh my, my time, I'm ahead of mine
Devil on my shoulder tryna get
Into this head of mine
And lately I've been prayin'
For some better times
Everybody always givin' up on
Me instead of tryin'
Sick of tryna get it with them petty crimes
Cause I know it's gonna catch up
To a nigga every time
I don't wanna take a medication
I'ma tell em' Im ready to be home
And I'ma tell them that I'm hella fine
Even though I'm feeling like
I wanna kill myself
But now I'm getting discharged and
It's check out time
They don't give a fuck if I am dead alive
They just want their money
'cause they're getting by
My neighborhood ain't healthy
There was nobody to help me
So I load up a Beretta then I let it fly
But you tell me it's okay
But you tell me it's okay
But you tell me it's okay
But you tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
And every little woman got a dad, peep
Every little woman in the ghetto
Is a black queen
But every little woman never get
To have a father
And that's really fucked up if you ask me
Raised in the middle of the ghetto ride
Comin out the projects
Beautiful with hella pride
Low self esteem, so a nigga take advantage
When he tell her that he love her
Now she down for whatever right?
Tryna be grown, she was hella fly
Only 13 but she started to develop thighs
Hanging in the club gettin' hella high
Promoter fuckin' her
So they gon' let her ride
Check her ID, but they never wile
Mama never there
She be out there fuckin' hella guys
Now she wanna go and be a stripper
When you niggas out there throwin' money
At her pro'bly every night
Telling her to pop that pussy
For a real nigga
Tryna mack a lost chick for a bill nigga
Make her sniff a little coke
And pop a pill nigga
Homie that could be your daughter
How you feel nigga?
Still a slave in the mind, fuck a field nigga
Be alive, free your mind
Keep it real wit ya?
Still a slave in the mind, fuck a field nigga
Be alive, free your mind
Keep it real wit ya?
She said, Tell me it's okay
She said, Tell me it's okay
She said, Tell me it's okay
She said, Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true
Tell me it's okay
Even though it's not true