Young Dolph – The Land Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics The Land – Young Dolph

Why the feds tryna build a case on me
Got a lot of p**sy rappers hatin’ on me
Lil’ bad b**ch off IG at the St. Regis waitin’ on me
I don’t eat pork, but got a pocket full of bacon on me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Straight out the trenches shinin’
Woah, woah, woah
Woah I walk in and change the climate

It’s a cold world
Make sure you keep your heat with you
Them same n**gas that starved with you
Let ’em eat with you
The police pulled me over for nothin’
Just because she racist
Two minutes later, it’s five police cars
They got me face down on the pavement
Just ’cause I’m a black man in America
That’s what give them permission to treat us terrible

They say this the land of the free
It seem like the land of bulls**t to me
They say this the land of the free
But it seem like the land of bulls**t to me

Dior down to the socks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Motherf**kin’ f**k the cops, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I put big boy stones in my watch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the drop ridin’ with them chops, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

They too smart, too ambitious
Too dangerous and vicious
Every day I wake up
I make rich n**ga decisions
The first person in my family
To run up the millions
You ain’t one hundred
Ain’t got no morals
Then I don’t want no dealings

Stuffed six hundred racks in the bookbag
I can barely fit it
Stuffed six hundred racks in the bookbag
And I could barely fit it
I keep pourin’ lean to take away the pain
But I gotta quit it
I keep pourin’ lean to take away the pain
I know I gotta quit it

They say this the land of the free
It seem like the land of bulls**t to me
They say this the land of the free
But it seem like the land of bulls**t to me

The police pulled me over for nothin’
Just because she racist
Two minutes later, it’s five police cars
They got me faсe down on the pavement
Just ’cause I’m a black man in America
That’s what give them permission to treat us terrible

They too smart, too ambitious
Too dangerous and vicious
Every day I wake up
I make rich n**ga decisions
The first person in my family
To run up the millions
You ain’t one hundred
Ain’t got no morals
Then I don’t want no dealings…

➤ Written by Young Dolph
Album: Rich Slave
Produced by Hunnit Band Yung & Sosa 808
Young Dolph | 2020

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