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Well, you ain't doing it like my nigga though. For real. R.I.P. Thames
R.I.P. Boogie. R.I.P. Big Lee. R.I.P. Beano
R.I.P. Frazer. R.I.P. Rufus. SN1
R.I.P. Thames you dont know Fawkes, Lee
Bean. you are the fallen soldiers you don't know Carlton
Tiny. Young Spence
The emotional baggage gets me mad when I think
They got my back against the wall and got me grabbing my ting
Life's so fucked I can't imagine a thing
Changing around here and that's a hazardous thing
I got a bag of niggas sat in the bin
Like young Reeves stuck on that Her Majesty's thing
And I get sad when I think
Imagining Jim
Locked up again and it's got me grabbing a drink
And niggas get pissed they ain't earning respect
But if we don't respect each other what the fuck do you expect?
Anyone can grab a ting
Plus it inject
That don't make you gangsta
Get that off in your head
I lost so many niggas growing up in the end
I don't cry anymore
I don't struggle with death
I'm just off from revenge
Leave the struggle to them
Get the satan out and create some trouble again
These emotional times in my life that I am facing
It doesn't slow down
It's always in my face man
Know I can handle all the bullshit that I'm placed with
These scares on my heart
But everyday I gotta brave it
Emotional times in my life that I am facing
It doesn't slow down
It's always in my face man
Know I can handle all the bullshit that I'm placed with
These thoughts on my heart
But everyday I gotta brave it
Ah shit
Brave it
Everyday I gotta brave it
That's emotional y'all
All time Tiny boost?
Carl, I know you've been through a lot dog, but you need to let them know you know
Carl, I'm here in the sand, is he doing this?
What's he done?
So blood, let them know yeah