Starlito, Don Trip - 13th Amendment Song lyrics

You know they say they put Harriet
Tubman on the $20 bill that's what they say

All them whips and them chains
That you slaved for
When it was all said and done
You should've saved more
I'm worth less in the jail
Than in the graveyard
Heard I'm too black to play the race card

Wouldn't conform so the label
Hit the panic button
You know they can't stand a nigga
When you stand for something
I do what I want when I want
I never had a budget
And I don't answer to not a soul
So don't ask me nothing
Offer me a mansion and a Lamborghini
Where you been? I've got babies ain't no way
To feed em off no per diem
I hear family this, and we the best
And it's a movie
Meanwhile, they in the office tryna
Stick it to me
I told em fuck em, I'm buckin
You can't do shit but sue me
I get paid cash anyway
So don't misconstrue it
I'll gladly go back to pitchin
I don't give a shit
Got out my deal then I got rich
Independence is the shit godspeed

All them whips and them chains
That you slaved for
When it was all said and done
You should've saved more
I'm worth less in the jail
Than in the graveyard
Heard I'm too black to play the race card

Motherfuck this legislation and
The gentrification
Granny just work, pay bills
Never been on vacation
You shoot a jumper or you
Get a 2nd rate education
Underground, I fuck around
Never get played on the station
But that's okay, I tell the truth
The only way I feel free
They killed my favorite rapper Pac for that
Hope they don't kill me
They pull me over, I go to court
Then they gon say I'm guilty
Even when all your money clean
They make you pay a lil fee
What if instead of prison sentences
They gave us degrees
Ain't it ironic that they lock us
Up for playing with keys
Save your receipts cause freedom ain't free
And lawyers ain't cheap
And I know, I got court on the 18th

All them whips and them chains
That you slaved for
When it was all said and done
You should've saved more
I'm worth less in the jail
Than in the graveyard
Heard I'm too black to play the race card

They say we're new slaves
But really nothing's changed
We're just addicted to our
Cellphone's and brand names
I prolly look just like a slave
With all these damn chains
And Trip got so many whips
You'd think he got caught tryna escape
They prolly wanna chop my feet
Off for Kunta's sake
But, I hop out that bitch
And spray like I'm fumigating
And all I see is
Dollar signs like hallucinations
I promise to leave my fuckin
Mark like a used eraser
And I'm like fuck the world
Until I come again
I'm bout to buy some more guns
And wait for Trump to win
Man, wish I can buy some time for a
Bunch of my friends in the pen
They watching how you move, who you with
What you spend you a felon
You ain't tryna see that judge again
And you can't take this shit to trial
Cause they gon rub it in damn it man
Got too much pride to do the running man
The rap game is like the
Same old sunken dance
I'd of show up at the polls
With my gun in hand
And kill em all for my dog like Son of Sam
Ah nah, y'all don't understand
Had to rob Peter and Paul to
Pay Sally Mae and Uncle Sam

All them whips and them chains
That you slaved for
When it was all said and done
You should've saved more
I'm worth less in the jail
Than in the graveyard
Heard I'm too black to play the race card