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How many nigga's fell to the streets?
Rest in peace y'all nigga, this is for a G
I'd be a if I told you I that never thought of death
My nigga, we the last left

How many fell victim to the streets?
Rest in y'all nigga, this is heaven for a
I'd be a liar if I told you I that never thought of
My nigga, we the last ones left but life on

And I gonna stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall

Maybe it started with the on the whip
I lost a Hummer pushed the through the strip
swim with the fish before I lend nigga's shit
'Cause personally they ain't worth the phlegm that I

That's why I think the end's comin' quick
My old ass father shot out his dick
So if they so happen to come up without an brother
Won't be alone 'cause comin' up at least they'll have other

At least they'll one another 'cause life's a motherfucker
But while I'm here, my only job is not to see 'em
Through dope shootouts, stickups and under covers
The world is full of suckers but don't worry I'm buffer

Buffer, like I been for BJ
But he listened to nothin' we say
It was half past twelve midnight on a
Not twenty hours past his release date

This nigga hit him up times
One hit the and that hit my heart
Called his pops, nigga's pick the up
So he come find his son lyin' in his own

On that that we ran through
we grew up in corner we would post on
Shot dead in front of we would be with
So how the fuck see shit

And so I'm there to be a to his brother lucky
'Cause in the belly of the I know this shit get ugly
Get on my knees and have a convo the Lord above me
Maybe sometimes I hear it wrong and think he's fuck me

Only he can judge me what they think about me
'Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever me
I write I fear Joe in blood smeared slow on my brain
By my

And I gonna stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall

All I tried do is the bar
See my weeks is scabbed up, are scarred
Still I love to see a hate from far
More they bout me the more I pray for y'all
I mean I get how prodigy gon' acknowledge me

When the nigga as big as an apostrophe
For him to think that he as hot as me
It's far from a prophecy, it's like a mockery
Used to be hip hop to me 'fore you me
With everythin' ass sodomy, it's gotta be drugs

Four fifths and snubs what's about
Nigga, you cant lift the guns that you rappin'
Real talk I front on your old shit
Now you just old as shit, now old and

Instead of holdin' my dick, here's a way
mind me, worry 'bout your medicate
Shits so unfair, nigga beefs carried your ass whole career
Wanna blog? Here's a reason how the murda music
Anybody ever dissed this is still breathin'

Jay Z, Saigon, Nas already him
Tupac, he ain't alive but you ain't him
Fifty signs the bum only 'cause where he was
Put his stamp on a and still nobody feels him

Not a murderer or robber
Washed up nineties nigga now a blogger
Me that underground flow strike the pound blow
Your sounds old, not worth a download

I have nigga's hunt you like a hounds nose
Problem is you pussy the whole town
So why let the body count
For fiend out nigga now starrin' in the clown show

And I ain't gonna 'til a nigga see blood on the wall