BROCKHAMPTON - VICTOR ROBERTS lyrics

My fuckin' Power Rangers couldn't protect me
From that LAPD kick door motel, pig-pork
Swim through the living room, straight
To the bedroom, lookin' for bricked dope
My papa looked at my mama
Lookin' at that closet like
"There that shit go"
Two keys and a thumper, 10K with the mustard
A whole family and no buster
This don't add up
My padre facin' them three strikes
And my mama just smacked the pipe
Crack smoke got crash tight
This shit still bad, 'cause
The boys peeped a Brillo pad
And some glass tucked
And it's lookin' like my parents was up in
Here runnin' all through that stash dumb
But the fact, crack different than coke
Plus the smoke wasn't close
Enough to choke me
Lowered scrutiny so mom could kick
Big facts for bruh
The truth is we held the bag
For this kid we took in
Tryna part with his old ways
Maybe we all mistook him
'Cause I knew something was fucked
Up when he said "Don't open or look in this
Here satchel that I'll
Be back for in just a couple of minutes"
Then hella hours later
Like do I cook dinner now or later?
Worried about cold food for a cold fool
Motherfucker put my family in danger
I blame myself, pardon my anger
I never looked inside his stuff so he
Never really needed to hide his stuff
When you showed me what was
Really inside this stuff i never had a clue
Now I know as police
You gotta do what you gotta do
But this my family, all I got is us, my nigga
My own mother just shot at us, my nigga
This is why we here
And I don't fuck with niggas I don't know
But I had a heart to help this kid in danger
Tears in anger gemini gettin' violently
Police silence don't help anxiety
My daddy's priors tame all of his wildin'
All of these pilots, not one of them flyin'
Y'all planning on trying?
This flight is diving, nose tucked
Po-po stuck, play your part
All this commotion and
Neighbors listenin' like, "Oh fuck"
Shit finna spark all this emotion
Need a decision made with some heart
'Cause ours is broken
They tryna lock the third notch
On my pop's choker this shit ain't kosher
Moms is oh for if CPS get sent them pages
I ain't gon' see my parents for ages
All this erosion, no more protection
Shit don't feel safe
What graduation? What degrees?
What dissertation? What imagination?
Imagine my whole world taken away from me
All over some bass and misconstrued melodies
My heart racin', clutchin' my red Ranger
Pacin' i can barely breathe
And mister policeman, told policeman
We got what we need just let 'em be

Thank God for my bitches
Still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk
I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my bitches
Still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk
I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me

And if you're hurting
Love yourself with my heart
And if you're hurting
Love yourself with my heart

Thank God for my bitches
Still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk
I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my bitches
Still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk
I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me

Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me oh, oh
(Nobody)