He just be recognized by the OGs And paint in the alleyway while he smokes weed Middle up like, "Fuck the judge and the police" through the streets late nights, so we don't sleep He went to work, his Glocks, said, "Look out for the cops" All he ever knew was the streets, out on the block As he pours a little liquor for his to pass He starts to how long it'll last He never pray to God he ain't get no answer All he feels God did was give his cancer Only he had left was his Glock 9 Hustled on the corner, tag his on the stop sign No for his enemies and ecstasy The only that ever made his heart warm was the Hennessy He sipped from the until the last drop And he says, "Sorry mama, but I can't stop, I can't stop," look
Yeah, he ran the streets in one time R.I.P. tat for his who just died He done went to 16 by 17 One his birthday all he needed was one 9 With 20 in the clip, that's how you survive in the he was from Only way to stay alive tryna see 21 For his homies, he'd for 'em His homies, die for 'em Ain't scared of 'cause he knows eventualy it'll come and candles, filled a memorial on his street In of his boy that got shot last week He left behind two girls He had a family—they'd gather here every night in hopes that God speak The whole he had—murder on his mind All he was payback and loaded up his 9 and Got his boys, and he hopped inside the whip Went to an enemy and started shootin' out the ride and It's hard to say if wrong or right And now he's behind bars with a case to 'Cause in the end, wins No matter what situation, never your job to take a life
I had to visit you 'cause your moms don't wanna see you way I pray to God every night to fight your demons I just like I'm losin' you, homie Can't you see what doin'? They just usin' you, man, they foolin' you, homie The streets don't us, man, they never did Always so worried 'bout death we can't ever live See, the streets got you brainwashed, they fuckin' with ya when he looked at me and said "I lost my two brothers to the streets that I rep Besides, my mom is the fam I really got left The only I ever had They treated me like a son, I have a dad See, the taught me loyalty, respect, and how to live by a code They never taught me no different, this is all that I Even though pops was crazy and he wasn't always there Even though he made mistakes, homie, that motherfucker See, I say the same about mine, homie Really I give two fucks if he died, homie After the way that he beat my mother, he ain't love us motherfucker's already dead in my eyes, homie" I him, "A real man stands up on his own And doesn't need a fuckin' gang to his back 'cause he's grown I know you think nobody cares, but man, ain't true Your mom's already two men, she can't lose you You think these cats would do the for you? Think take the blame for you? Think these motherfuckers would put they family through pain for is your hood at when it's all said and done? You ain't pull a trigger when that bullet shot that gun Takin' the 'cause you don't wanna snitch, dog, is you dumb? Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not where you Dog, is you care of your moms makes you gangster, not where you from" He said, "It's or be killed, understand that shit I got accessory to murder, dog, they that shit How you come visit me and act like you better Motherfucker, we from the same place, I can't stand shit You always preach God, but do you really believe in If we all sinners, man, what the fuck do we mean to He don't exist or the Devil is beatin' Him When my grandma was down, where was God she needed Him? You can go your own way, but the life for me Don't call, visit, and don't write to me We all sin, you know better the next man You ain't God, you can't tell me what's or right for me Some people meant to win, I was to fail Some meant for Heaven, I was meant for Hell Some people meant to and be free, but not me Been in this system 7, I was meant for jail I guess is perfect Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to it I guess nobody is my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it..."