Joey Bada$$ - Righteous Minds lyrics

Yeah, make sure my shit sound tight

I never knew the world could be this mad
Only vision I had of sex was Color Me Badd
And I never knew the world could be this cold
Only time a nigga die, he was playing a role
But now niggas get their
Souls stole' so often
They only thing they offer dreamers is
A wake and a coffin
From NY, to Compton, down to Austin
She said that orphans morph
Into abortions without precaution
Problem with our people
There's too many wannabe Jordan
Too many forces thinking they could
Make a fortune scorin'
Too many wannabe actors instead
Of achieving their masters
At least a bachelors but no
Too many wannabe rappers, hah
That's just statistics
Don't mistake me for hypocrites
Like niggas in the White
House supplying Wite-Out
On Jim Crow laws, you probably missed it
Hard to be persistent when you're tryin'
To fight for your existence

It ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
Yo it ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis

Person mad nervous, you surrender to sterling
Look them in the eye, if looks made you die
You know you merk ‘em
Right there, plus his hide is like
Right here
So you know that if you would fight fair
Then you'd have him like quite scared
But don't forget the TEC held
High by your right ear
So listen loud and clear: you
Don't wanna lose your life, dear
And don’t you show a slight tear
Or let 'em sight fear
Just let 'em disappear in
The night air, yeah, with yo' Nike Airs
Robbed by the crackheads left
Alone in the apartments
Mothers be jobless, so they make
Dollars shaking it topless, and
Daddy been gone said he
Took off like ostrich
Since he gain knowledge, I’m keeping
It with the synopsis, and
Shit like that make you wish you were adopted
To escape the pain
You join a gang and get intoxicated
Have no shame
Nothing wrong with some Mary Jane
The only thing is you do it
Again, and again, and again, and again
And again, and again, and again

It ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
Yo it ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis

It's a war out here, mad niggas is dyin'
You don't want that shit to be you, right?
(Nah) i know you gon' hold it down though
You know what I mean? Just be careful, man
Cause niggas out here ain't really worth it
You a ill nigga though, I like ya style, son

Imagine me fed up, a go-getter
For mo' cheddar
Po' never, blow Berettas ‘cause I
Know no better
No Era, no STEEZ, no Kirk, no Lee
No school, no OG, no talent, no me
What if I just ain't act right?
What if I pack crack white
With my sack tight, join the gat fight?
The click-clack type
Slide in the vipe with the black stripe
And give my friends the back
Knife cause that's life, nigga

It ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
Yo it ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
It ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
Yo it ain't easy livin' life like this
When you tryin' to be righteous but
Know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices
Or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis