He just be recognized by the OGs And spray in the alleyway while he smokes weed Middle up like, "Fuck the judge and the police" Runnin' through the streets nights, so we don't sleep He went to work, his Glocks, said, "Look out for the cops" All he knew was the streets, always out on the block As he pours a little liquor for his homies to He starts to wonder how it'll last He never pray to God 'cause he ain't get no All he feels God did was his grandma cancer faith he had left was his Glock 9 Hustled on the corner, tag his name on the stop No for his enemies and ecstasy The only thing ever made his heart warm was the Hennessy He from the bottom until the last drop And he says, "Sorry mama, but I just can't stop, I can't stop,"
Yeah, he ran the streets stuck in one R.I.P. tat for his homie who died He done went to 16 by 17 One his 18th birthday all he was one 9 With 20 in the clip, that's how you survive in the streets he was Only way to alive just tryna see 21 For his homies, ride for 'em His homies, die for 'em Ain't scared of death 'cause he knows eventualy it'll Flowers and candles, filled a memorial on his In of his boy that got shot last week He left behind two little He had a gather here every night in hopes that God might speak The time 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 spot and started out the ride and hard to say if it's wrong or right And now he's behind bars with a to fight 'Cause in the end, wins No matter what situation, it's never job to take a life
I had to visit you 'cause your moms don't wanna see you way I pray to God night to fight your demons away I just feel like I'm losin' you, Can't you see what doin'? They just usin' you, man, they foolin' you, homie The streets don't love us, man, never did Always so worried 'bout death we can't ever live See, the got you brainwashed, they fuckin' with ya head That's when he at me and said "I lost my only two to the streets that I rep Besides, my mom is the only fam I really got The family I ever had They treated me like a son, I have a dad See, the streets taught me loyalty, respect, and how to by a code They taught me no different, this is all that I know Even though your pops was crazy and he wasn't there Even though he made mistakes, homie, motherfucker cares See, I can't say the about mine, homie I could give two fucks if he died, homie After the way he beat my mother, he ain't never love us That already dead in my eyes, homie" I told him, "A real man up on his own And doesn't need a gang to have his back 'cause he's grown I know you think nobody cares, but man, that ain't Your mom's lost two men, she can't lose you You think these cats would do the for you? Think they'd the blame for you? Think these motherfuckers put they family through pain for you? Where is your hood at when it's all said and You ain't pull a trigger when that bullet shot from gun Takin' the blame 'cause you don't snitch, dog, is you dumb? Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not you from Dog, is you Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not you from" He said, "It's kill or be killed, understand shit I got accessory to murder, dog, planned that shit How dare you visit me and act like you better Motherfucker, we from the same place, I stand that shit You always preach God, but do you really believe in If we all sinners, man, what the fuck do we mean to Either He don't or the Devil is beatin' Him When my grandma was down, where was God she needed Him? You can go own way, but this the life for me Don't call, visit, and don't write to me We all sin, you know than the next man You ain't God, you can't me what's wrong or right for me Some meant to win, I was meant to fail Some meant for Heaven, I was meant for Hell Some meant to live and be free, but not me Been in this since 7, I was meant for jail I nobody is perfect my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it I guess nobody is my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it..."