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Security, yeah, yeah
Security
Let me tell y'all a story 'bout somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no more
He marched around the corner like a soldier
But not to get no on-the-mic exposure
To question me, I guess he checking me
I'm feeling like I'm looking at my own self in the face
As death's destiny awaits
Us both wearing vests, us both stressed from the same pressures
Us both fucking train-wreck reckless
Guns whip out, he had a nine, I had a forty
I remember a point in time where he had mine, I had his shorty
And I could cry telling the story
If you could visualize a downtown crowded street
Somebody was eating and saw P pull out his piece
And decided to reach
(Security, yeah, yeah) Police rolled up on us like
(Police, freeze) Security
Cuffed us up like nothing
(Security, yeah, yeah) Asked us what we got guns for
We told them it's for
(Security)
(Proof, this one's for you, I love you, dude)
Let me tell y'all a story 'bout somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no more
He marched up out his house like a soldier
Decided to titty bar it
A lot of alcohol consumption and drug use
While out with the city's hardest niggas
Throwing money up with blackface, flicking photos
The only thing he was missing was my nigga dolo
He decided to leave them and go to an after hour
After the four hour
He act crazier than Scarface after snorting powder
He get into it with this dude, point his piece at him
They say he shot him, problem is I don't believe that
And on the real, I only know shots flew
And when the smoke cleared, they say he got killed by
(Security, yeah, yeah) Shot my nigga like that
(Security) Probably should watch his back
(Security, yeah, yeah) It's fucked up, right?
(Security)
(Proof, this one's for you, I love you, dude)
Let me tell y'all a story 'bout somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no more
I know y'all seen Beef III
And it probably made you think that I ain't like Shady
The truth is I was at Proof funeral crying like a baby
I was sitting in the back row
With Vishis, wishing I could go up to Marshall
Denaun, Swifty, Obie, Bizarre, Paul, or Von
And say something positive
After all the negative shit that we been through
Thinking we'll talk one day if it was meant to
Reservations 'bout walking up there and getting in the way
It's probably better off to just pray
Thinking my niggas are dying
It was my first time at an over thousand people funeral with
(Security, yeah, yeah) R.I.P
(Security) We love you, P
(Security, yeah, yeah) R.I.P
(Security)
(Proof, this one's for you, I love you, dude)
Let me tell y'all a story 'bout somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that's the very same reason he ain't here with me no more