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