Terrace Martin & Denzel Curry & Daylyt - Pig Feet

Helicopters over my balcony
If the police can't harass, they wanna smoke every ounce of me
Breath is alchemy, see how the life converted
You tell me life's a female dog, well I'm perverted

Go to jail and get murdered
Murder was the case they gave us
Manipulate the system so the prison could save us, ayy
Nothin' can save us

Foot Locker, liquor stores, undercovers bringin' hordes
Ten years plus four, little kids die at war
Mama wants me baptized, swimmin' in this blood shore
Shut down schools to open drugs and gun stores

I see the floor, gotta flourish
When I'm readin' my horoscope, the vision is horrid
But you be soarin', stay woke
Rather die rich than stay broke

I was starin' though my rearview in my pitch-black locs
My notes reappear, disappear, shit is wicked here
Tragedy all over the screen like William Shakespeare plays
Disease, the grade, increase grenades

Disease, the AIDS, I seize today
Like Wade, I fade away
I pray today, 'cause life is crazy
JAY-Z, a school for hard knocks

They want us crucified with stones and hard rocks