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He came back in the suit that he was buried in
Similar to the one his was married in
Yes, he was fresh to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain on his chest
He still had it 'cause couldn't find it
And the from his enemies sat like two inches behind it
Smell the Hennessey from where his niggas got
And out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he couldn't sip it enough
So the liquor was just filling the up
Floating down by his feet was the letter his sister
Second-grade handwriting, read, I miss you
pocket 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 might go if you lie
You're born, you live, you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If life passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making your
your dues
Chasing the

Not at all nervous as he dug to the
gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with
He used his as a shovel to try and hollow it
And he couldn't dirt-spit, he swallowed it, working like a
Hmmm reverse
Except, his buried was sunshine
So when shined through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and made son blind
He grabbed some grass and climbed
Pulled up out of his own grave, and looked at the time
On the watch that had stopped six months after the
That had got him in the box, ringing Henney out his
He figured it was hours, because he older
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?

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

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

This life passing you by
It might go if you lie
You're born, you live, you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If life goes you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making your
Paying your
the cool