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3 kids started off friends to the end
Growing up in a time turned boys to men
Carlo was the slick one, the girls liked him
And all the little niggaz in the hood, wanted to him

But Carlo, main nigga James having that
James had game and left niggaz laying flat
All of us 12 or 13 at the
Drinking cheap wine and smokin' brown bag

I was writing rhyme in class at school
Waitin' for the to ring so we can go and shoot pool
One day, some up the niggaz came talking shit
Bragin' on they clique and how many crews they click

Tryin' to start some extra shit, them niggaz so for real
James so cool to get with fucked his whole
Carlo, that slick nigga a 22
They got some heat too, what the fuck we do?

Bust and hit the back door, now we in the
Running, heart pumpin' fast tryin' to see day
to escape the mayhem
Time and again, we escaped the mayhem

Yo, been goin' on dogg?
Man, that shit down dogg
What's down with you?
I heard you got rich, uh?
You fuck around with us
In the no more, uh?

You know it's how shit changes, right?
How life can up a friendship that's so tight
Years after all the horseplay and crimes
Us being homeboys, didn't so fine

Years of fuckin' around, rappin' in the neighborhood
Found me with a album, tryin' to live my life good
Carlo got popped with 8 keys in a
Somewhere in Tex, Arcan, doin' about a man

That nigga James, cutthroat on them snouts
dope boys, gettin' what the fuck he want
The game changed, now you gotta play with
Now I have to ask

Do you remember your childhood, when
You have to have loot, to have friends
Now it's all your Benjamin's, your cash flow
And if a nigga with that, he better know

Time changed everything, us
And if I see you in the streets, I bust
You used to be a to me, one I could trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you better

One day, I'm on my way to the studio, ya
up a zip of hay, after I drop off my kids
Flippin' the hood, seen James with his little crew
Blue up, in a drop top Malibu

Bloodshot eyes, I could the dip burnin'
Bumpin' DJ Squeaky, flashin' the earnin'
He asked about Carlo, well can I say?
I him when I get a chance but I pray for him everyday

Lookin' at my ride, tellin' me nigga you up
Fuckin' with rappin' stuff, I guess you just forgot about us
Na cat, it ain't that, I gotta eat
when James clicked and pulled out his fuckin' heat

I hit the gas, he kept bustin' the clip was empty
17 shots and nothin' hot nip me
Quickly, grabbed my and opened it up wide
The on the passenger side instantly died

James bailed, I chase, fuck the consequence
If I let him live, he'll start another
12 ago, I never thought I'd see the day
Shit would be this way

Do you remember your childhood, back
You have to have loot, to have friends
Now all about your Benjamin's, your cash flow
And if a fuck with that, he better know

changed everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I bust
You to be a friend to me, one I could trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you better