I say we here today, and we tomorrow time goes by so fast, i know, lord, I say we here today, and we tomorrow my damned near done passed, don't let me go, lord,
Shorty had a of a grown man, with nothing but fifteen, make the his way of life and serving them dope fiends, Shorty touched G's in a week and got big headed, He wanted to hit highway so shorty was roll ready, Got plugged in a Cuban, 'bout the size of pawn, He was copping damn near 60 on every run, He was moving from Texas to Charlotte, to Boston, bounced to Manhattan Philly, brought it back to Georgia
Now oh, shorty 17 been trappin for two years a half a mil and got a girl and 2 kids He wanna lay low but turned into a habit By any means shorty had to have it His wanted him to quit she said "you got 2 sons" He said i love you and i promise my last run Shorty called his connect, for two bricks, Got to the Cuban house and laid 'em down with the
wasn't playing shot the Cuban in the chest for a mil, 200 bricks, and a new lex Shorty got away happy, he it was on On the highway sayin "Fuck the Cuban" He and gone.
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Now shorty done got older, put the weight don copped some houses and land moving real estate Got married living larry, is established Left the hood itsall good let the streetlife catch em Got saved and go to church, give it all to the model to his kids and started playing his part Till one day got a call from his cousin Bobo, was loco, loco He liked that slow dough,
He told shorty he was comin through for a He didn't know Bobo was 80 bricks with him He got to the house, shorty the shit, Shorty was because he loved the hustle more than his bitch.
Shorty hadn't no dope, in 'bout 5 year He said please forgive me lord i thats how it is it on the low hid his motions from his wife Movin 300 ki's a day and five at night Shorty told Bobo "im rich" and im lay down that new Don Dada on his way to the house when he got to the all the lights was out he turned em on the cuban had the gun in the spouse mouth
The was already dead, blood all over the floor