Deniro Farrar - Gentrification lyrics

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Deniro Farrar - Gentrification lyrics

[Interlude] It's called gentrification It's what happens when the property value of a certain area is brought down Huh? You listening? To bring the property value down They can buy the land at a lower price Then they move all the people out Raise the property value And sell it at a profit [Hook: Deniro Farrar x2] I'm just a boy from the hood I feel like Furious Styles Gentrification in our ghetto this nation is ours We built this sh** Yeah, yeah we built this sh** [Verse 1: Deniro Farrar] Losing our ghetto but we don't even know it Only use the curb for the liquor we pawn n***a got shot now it's time to mourn Is what it is baby life move on Gotta love struggle cause it made me strong Whole Foods in the hood now the rent got raised But I'm still living off minimum wage n***a can't even afford to stay Next thing you know they gon' own the block sh** too high for the mom and pop Stores we was raised on on the block Now we gotta make way for a coffee shop Can't take sh** so they buy the land Living next door to the fireman And a couple with a dog but they don't even speak Walking round acting like they better than me Cause they make six figures with a college degree I grew up around Hades and apartments to me Steady jacking up the price but you gotta be cheap? Motherf**ers ain't fooling me I love my skin and I love my soul We was all slaves that's the lie they told We started out kings with diamonds and gold But they took our sh** baby ain't that cold? [Hook: Deniro Farrar x2] [Verse 2: Deniro Farrar] Where we gon' live if it ain't the hood? Can't move up cause a n***a poor Still in a recession and the jobs is low Only other option is slang some blow Three strike rule better think again Kicking us out and they moving in Pushing us all to the side of the city Full of liquor stores and the water's sh**ty School f**ed up they don't teach the kids Bout who they is or what we did Alien ain't build them pyramids We the ones started the beauty supply People bought it out now prices are high Everything around me gentrified Better wake up n***a open your eyes Go and get high then you eat Popeyes But there ain't enough time to lay on our side Cross they fingers cause they hope we die Must've forgot we was born to survive Only in the hood when you need a vote Or f**ing our women in exchange for dope Same old sh** it ain't changing though Feeling like God my only hope [Hook: Deniro Farrar x2] [Interlude] We are African And we happen to be in America We're not American We are a people who formerly were African who were kidnapped and brought to America We didn't land on Plymouth Rock The rock was landed on us