Started from the to the sky now Watch it down How you survive now? Yeah, cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a
If I could a picture I would the image of a dog ass nigga Yeah, raw ass Popping pain Praying for a call, four dogs with pistols born killers We sold crack to his mother, he his back on his brothers Killed his partner for the He think a hustle Cold Oh no, I'm hearted No feelings, a gun We was raised in the Not to mention all the hoes had him So think the whole world against him Played ball, coach him, Klan lynched him, He raised in Mississippi but he moved up to of hard to adapt So homes turned to the To succeed tried rap, couldn't fight got Shot dice craps, did time back out, damn
And the ground We it to the sky now Watch it fall How you survive now? Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The streets no love in a nigga
Started from the to the sky now Watch it down How you survive now? Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The left no love in a nigga
a voice for the voiceless My words like choice to the choiceless Emerge like a search in the darkness For this young, black My niggas join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now In God we trust But it's that we worship, now Boy that of evil gon' forever rule the people See, I seen just what that fast money come and do to people Hit a lick, it was a hit He said, "Let's go and do the sequel" But his, wasn't 'bout it, nigga wasn't 'bout it, now Feeling guilty, "What Momma think about me?" Told' em, think about it nigga, you think about it now? But he was hungry Plus he trigger So they hopped up in the Burners just like a stadium Thirty minutes later, blood is at the ATM Momma in denial, her baby boy on trial For a murder he ain't commit Tears the handkerchief
And the ground We it to the sky now Watch it down How you survive now? Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The left no love in a nigga
from the ground to the sky now Watch it down How you gon' survive Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The streets no love in a nigga
off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen Nigga hungry, mom so she don't want us to mention it Grandma wanna but mama ego kickin' in She a hustler, she don't need no raisin her kids Bills came, got evicted, strong Swear she ain't never shown weakness, real shit That created the And that make the Got the game my mama, that's some ill shit 13 on the block, he was a kid In the kitchen, on the stove like a cook out No nigga mouth to the game, could put a out when he thought it was over he got took out (bang) Brains leaking, sneaked him , he ain't even see it coming He a hitter, he won't focus so he died nothing No revenge, his friends shooting dice Bet again, win or lose, it all, took out by his own men
And the ground We it to the sky now Watch it down How you gon' now? Yeah, it's cold blood in a The streets no love in a nigga
from the ground to the sky now Watch it down How you gon' now? Yeah, it's cold in a nigga The streets left no in a nigga
say the good die young, that's the truth My nigga floating up in heaven now, that's the I make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you me maybe we can fly someday Oh we can fly up in the sky someday Do real get to heaven? That's that shit I ask the
They say the good die young, that's the My nigga floating up in now, that's the proof I ain't make it to the funeral, but homie in peace If world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me Nigga we can fly someday Oh we can fly up in the sky someday Do niggas get to heaven? that shit I ask the reverend