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[VERSE 1:
You was when you was sayin you was ready,
I'm you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life
and just wanted to it you were drinkin,
so I ain't pay it no attention,
you back to your crib and dropped you off
with the intention of gettin this Asian chick
been offerin (this chick) somethin exquisite,
I had to spit game cuz she was vicious,
I'm back on 6-10 punchin 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 where get off at
with these streets, this where I came up at
Roadblocks, yellow tape, "a crime scene" say,
What the f**k just happened? I left this place...
I get out and started walkin 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 holdin his kids...

2]
And it was then it hit me
I'm standing nervous as I can be
It was nothing that can prepare me for i'm finna see
I'm praying is a dream and i'm bout to awake
But the closer I got the more I realize
fair to change for me
And why would I so
My homie had a date with
He had to though
I'm feelin eerie, I'm up the yellow tape
By the I get to the scene
rollin this away
I wonder whats under this sheet, my knees get
To the point i had to me a seat
This shits
When they put a nigga down you was raised around
What was once a statement's turnin' major now
Never woulda in years that my homie was suicidal
Had it all and kids and a wife that read the bible
They say its life and in the slum
He had his I shoulda believed him
Anotha soul no breathin'
to say it but this one been heavy on my conscience
My nonchalantness just took a over some nonsense

3]
And everybody thinkin' its murder, but homicide self-inflicted
By the way the body was sitting, in the kitchen
Who coulda
But the who was fishin'
up that the family had to see dad in his position
All i was us doin what we did
To survive in these streets we lived
We was kids growin up in environment
Nothing but
You struggled or you hustled
the bubble
Grade school til we out, we had a plan
We was either finna be rich or die a man
We did it all for the of the hood, every journey
Imagine seein' dawg lifeless across a gurney
I wonder what was on
You shoulda said that you was mad
I talked you outta that
But never i see you again
Nor your kids
Nor will your family or friends
Its the end
Not words I write in this song
Can right wrong
My nigga is gone and goes on