Four shots to the chest, my get at me They don' fucked around and fucked up my new tee I'm just livin' my life, why mad at me Woke up this morning, I ain't see coming
I even bust back, you ain't see me running I heaven got a VIP line Got some partners in that'll sneak me in the back door You know I hate waitin' in
Paramedics on the way, but wastin' they time Everybody standin' over a nigga, screamin' Damn, y'all give a nigga a to think one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you bastards Bet a can't throw a hundred grand in my casket
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A top and a throw away glock me a G, nothin' more nothin' less When I get I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw glock me a G, nothin' more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be
We expect the worst, but hope for the But you know how it is, God bless I can't leave now niggas owe me My nigga on the west owe me 'bout a dub
And my partner with a few, he owe a nigga too I should'a my son, should'a kissed my mother Spent some with her, show her I love her Every she was prayin' for me, I was in the streets
Active little nigga, should I stay in some Gucci go through some real shit and he need me And what about the streets, they need me too I'm on some got Def Jam, shit owe a nigga too
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A top and a throw away glock Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin' When I get where I'm goin', I just be fresh
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu A USDA top and a throw glock Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin' When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be
We interrupted our program to bring you breaking news story I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT 7 Witnesses say that around 1:45 this Shots were fired out of an nightclub
Rapper Young was involved in this shooting But at this it is unclear whether he was a suspect or the victim bring you further details as they become available to you (Oh, it's to believe he's the guy)
I was on my way, I was almost I was there, I was almost home It was Kanye shit tryna touch the sky Jesus walks, God
I'm a legend like John we're ordinary You get one life, there's no sequel So you can't take for granted And don't granted for nothing
So I gotta thank God for waking me up this And giving me air to breath Please Lord me for every gram I sold glock I popped, every rock that I shot
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans A USDA top and a away glock Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin' When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh
out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a away glock me a G, nothin' more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I just be fresh
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some jeans A USDA top and a throw glock me a G, nothin' more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw glock Bury me a G, nothin' more less When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be