Letras
There's a knock on my door, oh please My mom screams, it's the police
Dear Caleb, don't let them take you away from me
There's a ring on my phone, oh no My brother told me be strong
Just remember to hold on, my homie's dead and gone
There's a knock on my door, oh please My mom screams, it's the police
Dear Caleb, don't let them take you away from me
There's a ring on my phone, oh no My brother told me be strong
Just remember to hold on, my homie's dead and gone
Yeah, I'll ride for my homies, do time for my homies
Slick back, kick back, with the nine for my homies
Sick raps, big stacks, drop it down for my homies
I feel closer to my brothers than my own damn family
That's why I love and they stand for me Last time I booked, they ran for me
If I can't hoop, they ball for me If I can't shoot, they spray for me
If I had one last thing to say, it'd be I love you, dear mom
You can write it on my grave when I'm up above
GBS on my breast, that's a rep to my death Cut a couple old homies off, they couldn't
Cash a check, got a few real homies Man, they ridin' with the vest
If you rollin' with me, then you ridin' with the best
Rollin' good weed, hear that cough in my chest
Cuttin' with the keys, I be snortin' that less
I been drinkin' again, I failed my own test
Daydreams, nightmares, they been keepin' me stressed
Night terrors, cold sweats, my mind is a mess
My eyes stay open, my fear never rests I got pain in my heart, demons in my head
Try to take my life, but I'll take yours instead
Try to play me, but I came for the bread
Toss fake beef, I ain't playin' no fetch Eatin' these streets, I ain't feast with regress
Came from the east, but I fuck with the west Believe me, I don't wanna die young or rot in a cell
So many homies droppin' round me, I guess time will tell
There's a knock on my door, oh please, my mom screams
It's the police, dear Caleb, don't let them take you away from me
There's a ring on my phone, oh no, my brother told me be strong
Just remember to hold on, my homie's dead and gone