He just wanna be by the OGs And paint in the alleyway while he smokes weed Middle finger up like, "Fuck the and the police" Runnin' through the streets late nights, so we don't He went to work, his Glocks, said, "Look out for the cops" All he knew was the streets, always out on the block As he pours a liquor for his homies to pass He starts to wonder how long last He never pray to God 'cause he ain't get no All he feels God did was his grandma cancer faith he had left was his Glock 9 Hustled on the corner, tag his name on the stop No mercy for his Agony and The only thing that ever made his heart was the Hennessy He sipped the bottom until the last drop And he says, "Sorry mama, but I just can't stop, I stop," look
Yeah, he ran the stuck in one time R.I.P. tat for his homie who died He went to 16 funerals by 17 One his 18th birthday all he was one 9 With 20 in the clip, how you survive in the streets he was from way to stay alive just tryna see 21 For his homies, he'd for 'em His homies, die for 'em Ain't scared of death 'cause he knows it'll come Flowers and candles, a memorial on his street In memory of his boy got shot last week He left behind two little He had a gather here every night in hopes that God might speak The whole he had—murder on his mind All he thought was payback and up his 9 and Got with his boys, and he hopped the whip Went to an enemy spot and started shootin' out the and It's hard to say if it's wrong or And now he's bars with a case to fight 'Cause in the end, wins No matter what situation, it's never your job to take a
I had to visit you 'cause your moms don't see you this way I pray to God night to fight your demons away I feel like I'm losin' you, homie Can't you see what they doin'? They just you, man, they foolin' you, homie The streets don't love us, man, never did so worried 'bout death that we can't ever live See, the streets got you brainwashed, they with ya head That's he looked at me and said "I lost my only two brothers to the that I rep Besides, my mom is the fam I really got left The only family I had They treated me a son, I ain't have a dad See, the taught me loyalty, respect, and how to live by a code They taught me no different, this is all that I know Even your pops was crazy and he wasn't always there Even he made mistakes, homie, that motherfucker cares See, I can't say the same mine, homie Really I give two fucks if he died, homie After the way he beat my mother, he ain't never love us That already dead in my eyes, homie" I told him, "A real man up on his own And doesn't a fuckin' gang to have his back 'cause he's grown I know you nobody cares, but man, that ain't true Your already lost two men, she can't lose you You think these cats would do the for you? Think they'd take the blame for Think these motherfuckers put they family through pain for you? Where is your at when it's all said and done? You ain't pull a when that bullet shot from that gun Takin' the blame you don't wanna snitch, dog, is you dumb? Takin' care of your moms you gangster, not where you from Dog, is you Takin' care of your makes you gangster, not where you from" He said, "It's kill or be killed, understand shit I got accessory to murder, dog, they that shit How dare you come me and act like you better Motherfucker, we from the same place, I can't stand that You always preach God, but do you believe in Him? If we all sinners, man, the fuck do we mean to Him? Either He exist or the Devil is beatin' Him When my grandma was down, where was God she needed Him? You can go your own way, but the life for me Don't call, don't visit, and write to me We all sin, you better than the next man You ain't God, you tell me what's wrong or right for me Some meant to win, I was meant to fail people meant for Heaven, I was meant for Hell Some meant to live and be free, but not me Been in this since 7, I was meant for jail I nobody is perfect Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to it I nobody is perfect Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but no way to reverse it..."