[VERSE 1: You was playin you was sayin you was ready, I'm knowin' you ain't it when you told me you was tired of life and just wanted to it you were drinkin, so I really pay it no attention, took you back to crib and dropped you off with the intention of gettin with this chick I've been (this chick) somethin exquisite, I had to spit game cuz she was vicious, I'm hoppin back on 6-10 punchin the On my way out to her house I noticing cops, Somethin tellin me to turn around and follow dudes, Normally I wouldn't consider but out of the I'm bustin a U I get off they get off at with these streets, this where I came up at Roadblocks, yellow tape, "a crime scene" say, What the just happened? I just left this place... I get out and walkin askin Frog, "What's up?" Lookin at me dazed like, "Face, all f**ked up..." I move a little tryin to see who it is and I saw his baby in tears holdin his kids...
2] And it was then it hit me I'm standing nervous as I can be It was nothing can prepare me for what i'm finna see I'm praying this is a dream and i'm bout to But the closer I got the more I realize Wasn't to change for me And why would I so My had a date with death He had to though I'm feelin eerie, I'm liftin up the tape By the time I get to the rollin this away I wonder whats this sheet, my knees get weak To the i had to take me a seat This shits When they put a nigga that you was raised around What was once a minor turnin' major now woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal Had it all money and kids and a wife that the bible They say its life and in the slum He had his reasons I shoulda him Anotha no longer breathin' Hate to say it but this one been on my conscience My nonchalantness just a life over some nonsense
3] And everybody its murder, but homicide sayin self-inflicted By the way the was sitting, brains in the kitchen Who coulda But the who was fishin' Fucked up that the had to see dad in his position All i remember was us doin we did To in these streets where we lived We was growin up in this environment but trouble You struggled or you hustled Folded the Grade school til we dropped out, we had a We was finna be rich or die like a man We did it all for the love of the hood, every seein' your dawg lifeless across a gurney I wonder was goin on You shoulda that you was feelin' mad I coulda talked you that But will i see you again Nor will your Nor will your family or your Its the end Not even words I write in this Can that wrong My nigga is gone and goes on