Kool-Aid
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina Nigga
Just a Carolina nigga Carolina right in front of me
At the age of five already knew what I was gonna be
Get college degree and move to Texas where the tumbleweed
Seems to be the only thing resulting from the summer breeze
I know the city wanted me a life of ease
But ain't nobody ask if that's the right for me
I remember hitting games when I was young
The Kool-Aid that was brewing in veins had begun
So many options for college, but I felt I had one
Where I'm from that seems to be the only way you make funds
Ain't no stars in my city, never seen a fancy car in my city
So I found a new meaning for city limits
Obsession for whip made me want Mercedes tinted
When I rapped my dreams were capped by the doubt they would play my lyrics
Was a Kool-Aid sipping and I hate it
Prolly why every rapper from my state done graduated now
Drop that shit now don't spill it
How come we ain't never make our own village
Teacher never told me I could own business
Just a bunch of sugar highs from these grown niggas
I had millions in my view, but I was blinded by the kool
If you wanna get a lambo then you gotta go to school
Drinking this Kool-Aid prolly what's gon kill the youth
And yeah we still gon drink it cuz that's just what niggas do
How the fuck did make mama proud lead me to depression
Frustration is the only explanation for aggression
I'm lucky God gave me smarts so I ain't pressing
At the top of my class and I ain't listen to a lesson
Always thought I'd be a nigga that would stand on the profit
My fucking degree is worthless, yall still glad that I got it
Nobody did me a service, how I'm finna break a long line of curses
But couldn't break through the wall, as I veer I feel withdrawls
Of all benefits the Kool-Aid bring , southern comfort of knowing I'm paid on 15th
Stability at first seem solid
But the goal was to need a bigger a wallet
Daily somebody gon see me on TV or the tropics
With people that ain't knowing what I do, but know I got it
Cuz profit makes you poppin
The system was designed to keep us niggas as the victim
If I'm blessed then why I'm slated to get this weed by the prescription
I was groomed the drink the Kool-Aid if I don't who gon care?
To get a job in an office where they touch sisters hair
Or don't hire them for such, am I lying if I saying that we stuck
Under their rules this slavery part two
More indentured so now all my ventures gon bring credentials
But the sweet grape flavor still lingering on my mental
Some people wanting them a life that's uneventful
But I only got one and nigga that ain't what I'm into
Drop that shit now don't spill it
How come we ain't never make our own village
Teacher never told me I could own business
Just a bunch of sugar highs from these grown niggas
I had millions in my view, but I was blinded by the kool
If you wanna get a lambo then you gotta go to school
Drinking this Kool-Aid prolly what's gon kill the youth
And yeah we still gon drink it cuz that's just what niggas do