Gave you a hint of Mahogany Lyrics

A Hint of Mahogany

All my niggas pushing P

Black boy country shiid

Niggas want to rap with me

I think you should pardon me

I schooled a lot of niggas

Who ain't payed me no College fees

Teach em how to run the streets

Underground is where I be

Black niggas in the streets

I'm tired of writing RIPs

Black niggas getting killed this crystal math is getting cheap

Poppin Xan my nigga overdosed and then he caught a Z

Thinking that he's heart don't beat

Walking like he cannot breath

He kept falling on the streets

Black boy is getting weak

ICU about a week

The whole block is on their knees

Praying that he make it so he come back with a freshest fit

Stylist on the freshest kicks

Fashion boy my nigga lit

Fat joint rolling it

I think he might have caught a lick

Saw him on Sunday

I'm happy that you made it nikker

I hate I had to deal with this shiid

One day you go dead a nigga