I Just Wanna Live

I'm a young black man
Doing all that I can
To stand
Oh, but when I look around
And I see what's being done
To my kind
Every day
I'm being hunted as prey
My people don't want no trouble
We've had enough struggle

I just wanna live
God protect me

I sat down to have a conversation with my inner child today
Told her it's gon' be some things
Told her to protect her peace
'Cause I know
That she might wanna break
She might have to fight alone
Scream and yell at me 'fore when they all go
They gon' tell you, "Shut up, angry black girl"
You live in a man's world
Broken rib, holding up the arms of revolution, I
Don't feed into they statistics, it's bullshit
The game's rigged, the same playlist
Of last, they design a place
CIS up in this B-I-itch but it's a fake win
If all black lives don't make it across the finish
I just want to live (Too)
I hope that means as much to you
Thirty percent divided is forty million united, God

I just wanna live (Wanna live, wanna live)
God protect me
(Just stay right by my side)
I just wanna live (I just wanna live)
God protect me
(Just stay right by my side)

I look to you
When I ain't got nothing left
But doubt
I long, for protection
How many brothers must we lose
For the world we've already want?
Ooh, ooh-ooh
God I'm asking you, for more armor
Afraid of none
Waiting for the rain to stop
I just wanna live

Yeah I thought about hitting the Gucci store when the looting happened, God love us
Tell me what the—
Yeah I thought about hitting the Louis store but Virgil is my black brother
Tell me what the—
God love us
Tell, tell, tell me what the devil wears, Gucci or Prada?
Because I'm looking and I see it there
Breaking the glass, rob me the mannequin, put it in my bag
Walk out the door, with twenty thousand worth of price tags
Walk in the house with what I grabbed and I'm still sad
Put on the news, another death, and now I'm real mad
Put on my shoes, grab me the bat, now I'm going back
Walked to the store, nobody black, you gon' get a—
You alright?
Bumping this Teyana Taylor
Thinking 'bout Breonna Taylor
How can my genetic makeup, make it?
So I never wake up
Make it, so I meet my maker
God
I just wanna—
Throw a molotov at the cop
Whether he crooked or not
Until them killing us stops
Ripley, believe it or not
My people targeted, pop
We 'bout to listen to Pac
Give me all the food, unless we breaking in the door
I'm 'bout to take what you got
'Cause we don't ask for a lot
And Reagan, gave us garages when he gave us the rock, hmm
Maybe hmm, thinking this way could open doors
If hmm, Karen actually cared a little hmm

I just wanna live (Wanna live, wanna live)
God protect me
(Just stay right by my side)
I just wanna live (I just wanna live)
God protect me
(Just stay right by my side)

I just wanna live