Four to the chest, my niggas get at me They fucked around and fucked up my new white tee I'm livin' my life, why they mad at me Woke up this morning, I ain't see coming
Should I bust back, you ain't see me running I heaven got a VIP line Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back You I hate waitin' in line
Paramedics on the way, but they they time Everybody standin' a nigga, screamin' shit Damn, give a nigga a second to think Which one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred in my casket
out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw glock Bury me a G, nothin' nothin' less I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a away glock Bury me a G, more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh
We expect the worst, but for the best But you how it is, Amen God bless I can't leave now owe me money My nigga on the west side owe me a dub
And my partner a few, shit he owe a nigga too I hugged my son, should'a kissed my mother Spent some with her, show her I love her night she was prayin' for me, I was in the streets
Active little nigga, I stay in some beef go through some real shit and he really need me And what the streets, shit they need me too I'm on got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw away Bury me a G, more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a away glock me a G, nothin' more nothin' less When I get I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh
We interrupted our program to bring you this breaking story I'm Washington reporting for WKKT Channel 7 Witnesses say that around 1:45 morning Shots were fired out of an nightclub
Rapper Young Jeezy was in this shooting But at this time it is unclear 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 almost there, I was home It was some Kanye tryna touch the sky Jesus walks, God
I'm a legend John we're ordinary people You get one life, there's no sequel So you take nothing for granted And don't granted for nothing
So I gotta God for waking me up this morning And me this air to breath Please Lord forgive me for gram I sold Every glock I popped, every rock that I
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu A USDA top and a away glock Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin' I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw away Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin' When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh
Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw away Bury me a G, more nothin' less When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu A top and a throw away glock Bury me a G, nothin' more less When I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be