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Damn, standing here bring back a of memories, man
on this old block
All the violence and drugs you know, I lived it
Get this on, yeah nigga, you and them motherfuckers
in player pieces my niggas, blow

Innocent bystanders, be up in the streets
In the concrete jungle where real niggas, be packing
Leaving your insides exposed to the walking by
today and gone tomorrow, my nigga, we born to die

Keep your open partner, ain't no rules in this shit
My nigga died with three kids and a wife, ain't a bitch
I can't go clubbing I'm thugging with some G's for real
I see niggas at the party, and I'm subject to kill

my head over the water, Uzi in the stash
Niggas try to wet me up why I dumped on they ass
I had a named Money, now, he's R.I.P
Niggas set him and killed him for key's and G's

I don't know why the fuck they did it, niggas plotting and
why you can never be blind to a broke man's dream
Because see I'm losing it. I take it, I miss my peers
Talk to my nigga, Makaveli, he been for two years

Episodes of divine intervention, my mind
Got me thinking, damn, I could've been dead, a times
Killer pits and extra clips, around my bed, when I'm
Stash my Glock under my pillow, twenty by my feet

Sitting on my old block, again
For my homies, dead and gone in the
Gone with the wind, with the wind
Gone the wind, gone with the wind

on my old block, reminiscing again
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
All my homies, dead and gone with the
with the wind

Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
on my old block, reminiscing again
All my homies, dead and gone with the
Gone the wind

Too many niggas smile in my face and stab
I'm left throwing in the trunk and kidnap
Thugging and loving bitches, obsessed with mob shit
Niggas thinking they moving and bailing out the cut the quickness

Suckers be blind to this real shit, we bring the
Bossalini, Fetty Chico, still in the game
Immortalized forever, having my homies, up in the
Thinking back on, when I used to drank yac in my days

Bust the twelve gage shotty, too young to buy
bad ass niggas grew up to be mob figures
Living life on a razor, cars, and bitches
Niggas plotting to kill us, coming in coupes and a

We go to war till they feel us, they ass on the realest
Ohh, shove us in the path, so you for scrilla
Niggas dying on the front
Spending most of life, ducking the one time, no sunshine

In the of sin, from the gutter to the pen
Got me in the game with a brim on my shark's fin
Sitting on my old block, again
For my homies, dead and in the wind
with the wind

Sitting on my old block, again
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
All my homies, dead and gone with the
with the wind

Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
All my homies, and gone with the wind
Gone the wind

I ain't no but if you bone me, I'm coming
double, trying to murder something
Eyes red and pumping
Serving out the back of the Caddy

Hitting corners, ain't no love for you, snitch ass in California
Ducking suckers and shady bitches, scheming to riches
Niggas living fictitious, running game and selling
of surveillance vans, watching me close

Nigga up with dreams, died back in ninety four
Suckers laid my homie, I just had to get off
be acting like no bitch nigga, because war is raw
They say nice guys finish and the good die young

Too real niggas put to death by the hand of the gun
on my old block, reminiscing again
On my homies, dead and in the wind
Gone with the wind, gone with the
Gone with the wind, gone the wind
with the wind

Sitting on my old block, again
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
Sitting on my old block, again
All my homies, dead and with the wind
Gone the wind

on my old block, reminiscing again
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
on my old block, reminiscing again
All my homies, dead and with the wind
with the wind

Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
Put the fire to the blunt, a sip of the Hen
on my old block, reminiscing again
All my homies, dead and gone the wind
Gone the wind

Sitting on my old block, reminiscing
Put the to the blunt, take a sip of the Hen
Sitting on my old block, again
All my homies, and gone with the wind
Gone with the wind, gone with the
Gone with the

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