C.N.B. lyrics

[Intro: James Fauntleroy]
Oh, no, oh, no
Oh, no, oh, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, ayy, no, no
Oh, no-no, ayy, no, no

[Chorus: Vince Staples]
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest n*gga breathing
Look in the mirror like, "Goddamn," I know they wanna be him
I wake up feeling like I am the realest n*gga walking
So watch your step and watch that sh*t you're talking, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
On "65," I tell the truth, no lies (I told the truth no lies)
Them sheets and crosses turned to suits and ties (They turned to suits and ties)
In Black America, can you survive? (How well do you survive?)
They made a nuisance once the noose is tied (Soon as the noose was tied)
We gentrified, we victimized, we fighting for survival
No hopes and dreams, just leave us be, we leanin' on the Bible
They preying on us, praying for a better day tomorrow
Hide the fear behind this here bravado (Oh)
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest n*gga breathing
Look in the mirror like, "Goddamn," I know they wanna be him
I wake up feeling like I am the realest n*gga walking
So watch your step and watch that sh*t you're talking, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
We Black skinheads for real, was bred to kill (Was born and bred to kill)
Been leaving n*ggas hanging, what you sayin'? (What are you saying?)
Don't shake my hand unless you passing payment (Passing my payment)
Keep your salutations, need my forty acres
Why they hate us? (Why, why, why)
Why they want to rape us for our culture?
They greet, defeat us, bleed us
Then, they leave us for the vultures (Why, why, why)
They break the brilliant off with millions, tryna break they focus
More tan the man, the more alone and hopeless

[Chorus: Vince Staples]
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest n*gga breathing
Look in the mirror like, "Goddamn," I know they wanna be him
I wake up feeling like I am the realest n*gga walking
So watch your step and watch that sh*t you're talking, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say, okay?
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
So watch the sh*t that you say