Pacino life, G a roll, casino At the Mirage, Vegas strip, lights Gamblers, puffin' cigars, and stars Flashin cameras, dealers, cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and odd 'Cause I'm the first to say it got too hustlers who rob I never hang out, we do we bust the four-five 'Cause shells comin' back at us while we jump in the
Flyin', duckin', our in the club cluckin' my wife who I was dancin' with like I was fuckin' Flew back, Monday evening the bottom where the sun was beamin' To the concrete of cement
from LaGuardia airport, sleepin' Told my dogs peace, kept in movin', I was beat Got to my crib, where the hell my went? Ringin' the bell, heard a yell but wasn't
Dropped my to the ground, put my ear to the door Slow music, H-Town, no that's low My baby's, Mercedes is parked, I creep around yo To the back, she be inside and can't hear
Probably upstairs, in the mirror, her hair I walked in through the back door Shocked it was unlocked, I walked in, I smelled incense Chased by a weed aroma, empty
And lipstick on like three empty Coronas A pair of blue on the carpet, size 12 Timberlands Somethin' swingin' on the fan, I stopped it slower and slower
On the last swing I saw it was a G-string and heard Thought my nine-side Glock but somethin' made me disregard it Started my way up to the noise and music was at Froze, I couldn't
Bedroom door opened a crack, seen wifey with some nigga shit, he had one hand on her ass And she was his dick, toastin' wine glasses Cherry scented candles was lit, couldn't the shit
Searchin' for words I found none, a sound I left the with a sick smile and took my gun Now I'm out buggin', whylin', what I'm do? Call my man Horse, me outside, I'm comin' through
I thought you me I thought you for me I you needed me Did you in me?
I thought you me I you cared for me I thought you me Did you in me?
Got up with Horse, a look on my face was mad lost I know whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off "Son you home early, they you out that quick?" I said, "Nah," him the plastic with nine in the clip
Hopped in the whip, popped in the disc, pressed To the Grand Central, from the Van Wyck I said, "Bet never guess in a million years What I just saw happenin' and still is
Snuck in my crib, some nigga my wiz I saw dem, they ain't see me, I and I slid I'ma grab shorty, I you to grab the nigga for me" when I thought I found love, she shitted on me
Shopped in Vegas, a present, for our 20 G's on a ring I have hit her today with My surprise match the one she had for me We pulled up, he was walkin' out the house
Parked in the back of my house, couldn't see us Ran to the side of my house, cocked the to the front when I talked he had junk Bitch tried to slam the door shut, got in Horse foot
Shot the kid in the rib, drug him in Grabbed her face, say goodbye to undercover friend One between the eye, died, by mistake held the gat too tight, pointed at her face
Heard somebody knock, Horse me hide the bodies sirens, I guess we goin' out we out like kamikazes We surrounded, red lights flashin', who's out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin' suicide
Horse asked me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one Cocked the strap, then he ran out the Mad shots couldn't what was goin' on Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my
Pulled her ring out my I was savin' Put it on her ring finger the glock, and started prayin' To Muhammad and Allah, the beneficial Through you, all things are possible, I know listenin'
I never meant for this to happen, I dreamed This'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder On that note, same time, the cops in my lady, her blood on my lips, I said "Amen"
Put the nine to my head, the hammer, held her close the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we elope" We
Stupid fucking