He wanna be recognized by the OGs And spray paint in the alleyway while he weed Middle finger up like, "Fuck the 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 knew was the streets, always out on the block As he pours a little liquor for his to pass He starts to wonder how long last He never pray to God he ain't get no answer All he feels God did was give his cancer Only faith he had was his Glock 9 Hustled on the corner, tag his on the stop sign No for his enemies and ecstasy The only thing that ever made his heart warm was the He sipped from the bottom until the last And he says, "Sorry mama, but I just can't stop, I can't stop,"
Yeah, he ran the stuck in one time 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 way to stay alive just tryna see 21 For his homies, ride for 'em His homies, die for 'em Ain't scared of death 'cause he knows it'll come and candles, filled a memorial on his street In memory of his boy that got last week He left two little girls He had a family—they'd gather here every night in hopes 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 inside the whip Went to an enemy and started shootin' out the ride and It's hard to say if it's wrong or And now he's behind bars with a case to in the end, nobody wins No what situation, it's never your job to take a life
I had to visit you 'cause your moms wanna see you this way I pray to God every night to fight demons away I just feel like I'm losin' you, 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 when he looked 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 taught me loyalty, respect, and how to live by a code They never me no different, this is all that I know Even though your was crazy and he wasn't always there Even though he made mistakes, homie, that cares See, I can't say the about mine, homie Really I give two fucks if he died, homie After the way that he my mother, he ain't never love us That already dead in my eyes, homie" I him, "A real man stands up on his own And doesn't a fuckin' gang to have his back 'cause he's grown I know you think nobody cares, but man, that ain't Your mom's already two men, she can't lose you You think these cats would do the same for Think they'd take the for you? Think these motherfuckers put they family through pain for you? Where is your hood at it's all said and done? You ain't a trigger when that bullet shot from that gun Takin' the blame 'cause you don't wanna snitch, dog, is you Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not where you Dog, is you Takin' care of your moms makes you gangster, not you from" He said, "It's kill or be killed, understand that I got accessory to murder, dog, they planned shit How dare you come me and act like you better Motherfucker, we from the place, I can't stand that shit You always preach God, but do you believe in Him? If we all sinners, man, what the do we mean to Him? Either He don't exist or the Devil is Him my grandma was down, where was God when she needed Him? You can go your own way, but this the for me call, don't visit, and don't write to me We all sin, you know than the next man You ain't God, you tell me what's wrong or right for me Some people to win, I was meant to fail Some people meant for Heaven, I was for Hell Some meant to live and be free, but not me in this system since 7, I was meant for jail I nobody is perfect Tell my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to it I guess is perfect my mama, I'm sorry, but there's no way to reverse it..."