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He came back in the same suit he was buried in
Similar to the one his grandfather was in
Yes, he was still to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain laying on his
He had it 'cause they couldn't find it
And the bullets from his sat like two inches behind it
Smell the Hennessey from his niggas got reminded
And poured out in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he couldn't sip it enough
So the was just filling the casket up
Floating down by his feet was the letter his sister
handwriting, simply read, I miss you
Suit-jacket held his baby daughter's picture
Right to it, one of his men stuck a swisha
He had a as he lay there soaking
He saw that the was broken, he kicked his casket open and he

life goes passing you by
It go fast if you lie
born, you live, then you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If goes passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
your moves
Paying dues
Chasing the

Not at all nervous as he dug to the
Tarnished chain is what he loosened up the earth with
He used his mouth as a to try and hollow it
And he couldn't dirt-spit, he swallowed it, working like a
Hmmm reverse
Except, his buried treasure was
So when some through a hole that he had drove
It off the gold and almost made son blind
He grabbed onto grass and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his own grave, and at the time
On the watch that had stopped six after the shots
had got him in the box, ringing Henney out his socks
He figured it was hours, because he wasn't
Used some flowers to brush the up off his shoulder, so
With a hand that was all bones
And no reason to stay, he to walk home, so he?

This life goes you by
It go fast if you lie
born, you live, then you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If life passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
your moves
Paying dues
Chasing the

He begged for change, to get him on the train
Damn nigga stank, is what they complained
Tried to the blunt but it burst into flames
Caught the reflection in the window of what he
A long look, was he shook, was it the
Matter of fact, the only on his brain was brains
Yeah, and back in his lane, doing his thing
First he had to something to sling
stop was his block, it had the same cops
He walked right past the same where he was shot
Shocked, and some little tried to sell him rocks
It just weird, being on the opposite
They figured that he wasn't there so they pulled out
And robbed him with the same gun shot him with
put it to his head and said, you're scared, ain't cha?
He said, "hustler for death, no for a gangsta", and

life goes passing you by
It might go if you lie
born, you live, then you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If life goes you by
cry
If you're breaking the
your moves
Paying dues
the cool