Trinidad James - Amy lyrics

Intro: Uh, ya, ya, ya, ya Thought you was my home boy man Chorus: A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) Verse 1: Crackers called you n***a, we down on one knee But G's look like you, G's look like me (yes sir!) Michelangelo lied, hit the 743 I guessed they had to have rights and they shot us why we call ourselves G OD now we, in paris like my n***a Thats why they treat, thats why they beat Your a** like a n***a (Slave) f** Gucci, f** Louie Till they come to my hood f** Tom Ford, f** Versace Yeah I said it I'm good Chorus: A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) Verse: Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana, co*k the hammer FLA they k**ed Tray, Micheal done shot Jay in his face 68 cent half n***a, NFL they laugh n***a Paltrow, they let go, and everybody gave her a pa** n***a And most folks , they said nothing, If a rapper breath, Everybody busting Our kids dying, there blood rushing, cops laughing, we ducking We dying, I'm trying to help our folks, man, I ain't lying (Look i don't want to be your n***a no more) Man I'm tired Chorus: A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) Verse: They made n***as, we sprayed n***as They got smart, gave us AIDS n***a They k**ed kings, you a brave n***a You GOD to, made n***a Made to hate your dark skin You God son, they satan They k**ed natives, raped men Then went to church hollering AMEN! And gave us liquor, gave us coke But blame n***as, for selling dope Olie north, up in the whole hood Snow white but it ain't soap So whos to blame for this shady word Say it how you want it, it's the same word No matter what wings, it the same bird From Pyramids to dope serve Chorus: A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) A, MY ni**a! (why you call yourself that) A, MY ni**a! (you supposed to be a GOD) Outro: You, Are supposed to be a GOD, (GOD)