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