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[VERSE 1:
You was when you was sayin you was ready,
I'm knowin' you ain't mean it you told me you was tired of life
and just to leave it you were drinkin,
so I really pay it no attention,
took you back to your and dropped you off
with the intention of gettin with this chick
I've been offerin (this chick) exquisite,
I had to spit game cuz she was vicious,
I'm hoppin back on 6-10 the drop
On my way out to her house I noticing cops,
Somethin me to turn around and follow these dudes,
Normally I wouldn't but out of the blue I'm bustin a U
I get off they get off at
Well-familiar these streets, this where I came up at
Roadblocks, tape, "a crime scene" they say,
What the f**k happened? I just left this place...
I get out and started askin Frog, "What's up?"
Lookin at me dazed like, "Face, all f**ked up..."
I a little closer tryin to see who it is
and I saw his baby mama in tears his kids...

2]
And it was it finally hit me
I'm standing here as I can be
It was that can prepare me for what i'm finna see
I'm praying this is a and i'm bout to awake
But the I got the more I realize fate
Wasn't fair to for me
And why I think so
My had a date with death
He had to make
I'm feelin eerie, I'm up the yellow tape
By the time I get to the
rollin this away
I wonder under this sheet, my knees get weak
To the i had to take me a seat
This shits
When they put a nigga down that you was around
What was once a minor statement's turnin' now
Never woulda in years that my homie was suicidal
Had it all money and kids and a wife that the bible
They say its and death in the slum
He had his reasons I shoulda him
Anotha soul no breathin'
Hate to say it but this one been heavy on my
My nonchalantness just took a over some nonsense

3]
And everybody thinkin' its murder, but homicide sayin
By the way the body was sitting, in the kitchen
Who coulda
But the who was fishin'
Fucked up the family had to see dad in his position
All i remember was us what we did
To survive in these streets where we
We was kids growin up in environment
but trouble
You either or you hustled
the bubble
Grade school til we dropped out, we had a
We was either finna be rich or die a man
We did it all for the love of the hood, journey
Imagine seein' your dawg across a gurney
I wonder what was on
You shoulda said that you was mad
I coulda talked you outta
But will i see you again
Nor your kids
Nor will family or your friends
Its the end
Not even words I write in this
Can right wrong
My nigga is and life goes on