Vince Staples, Larry Fisherman - Stuck in My Ways lyrics

I wanna ask God why the Bible lied to me
Just full of politics
Leavin' niggas without a sin
And is it false prophets who
Forged the religious documents?
I done spent my whole life
Sinnin' without a consequence
Mama tryna figure what the fuck my problem is
And why I gotta live this way
I know my path ain't straight
But in the field
Don't nothin' but grit matter
Just get it how you live
And figure the shit after, nigga
Gotta get it 'fore I die out here
Don't wanna see my mama cry out tears
Sittin' below the earth
'Cause Heaven's out of the question
But for what it's worth
We made the most out of
The nothin' they give us
Heart was frigid but both these
Boulders sit on my shoulder
I try to figure my motive
For leavin' niggas behind
But, if my fate is the fire
I hope whatever messiah that sent me there
Knew he only did this shit for survival

I'm so stuck in my ways
The love and the hate was
Both shoved in my face
Gotta stay on your toes
Head starts in the race
Just wasn't given to those who
Came up where I stay ya name up in the game
But start watchin' ya back
These hoes want what you got
Tryna plot on your stacks
Still the plot thickens
Yeah, they better hope God with 'em

Is black pride still alive
Or was niggas trippin'?
'Cause last time I checked
We lost self-respect
And some didn't admit it 'cause
Mama was with the business
And daddy was tryna fuck, he left
That's just his luck
Suppressed, nothin' but anger
Inside that chamber
They from the other side so we hate 'em
No need explainin'
Baby mama drama 'cause karma bein' a hater
Now it's lookin' like abortion
Your mama doin' the favor
Black Buick Le Sabre
Creepin' down the street
No tags on the whip so
You sneakin' past police
Twenty-five, two strikes
You don't need a number three
They pull you over
Now you nervous 'cause the heater by the seat

I'm so stuck in my ways
The love and the hate was
Both shoved in my face
Gotta stay on your toes
Head starts in the race
Just wasn't given to those who
Came up where I stay ya name up in the game
But start watchin' ya back
These hoes want what you got
Tryna plot on your stacks
Still the plot thickens
Yeah, they better hope God with 'em