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Staring at your body, wonder where your soul at
The good die young, we was always told that
Every day I miss you, I wish you could know that
And every night I'm dreaming I wish I could go back
Back when we really was
Tryna get it all couldn't get enough
Back when we was trippin off city love
Wish you can hit the bitches you ain't get to fuck
You was calling my phone I wasn't picking up
I was too busy always in a rush
But at that time I never pictured us
Ever falling down and not getting up
Gotta get you up, I needed you to pull through
Told me go and level up but it was hard to
Told me get myself together I ain't argue
So I know when I'm shining bro that's all you
I said that's all
All you, all you
Casket drop shed a tear
I ain't go but everybody went that was never there
Truth be told use to keep a pole see I'm never scared
Ten toes wearing out my soles walking everywhere
Heart froze man that shit was cold like it's February
Money low need Manute Bol stacks everywhere
Niggas roll they ain't on go they forever scared
Niggas bold stealing my clothes I ain't never wear
Clothes I ain't ever
Hoes they can go I dont know if they ever cared
Niggas sell they souls for some Os hope the check clear
Niggas do you foul for some stripes need the refs here
Ten left in a 30 clip hold the rest there
Right in your fucking head
Niggas only showing love to niggas when they fucking dead
Crazy that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread
Don't play about family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids
I don't play about family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids
Nigga that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread
Niggas only showing love to niggas when they fucking dead
Crazy that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread
Playing with my family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids
Counting euros while I side step
Hanging on the strip, my main bitch making side bets
Bloods out the south, the Pirus had the Pyrex
Niggas making fortunes off of shit that they ain't tried yet
Going off the rails, he seen hell, but they ain't slide yet
Seen a body hanging out the bag like a kayak
Couple hair triggers were pulled, they ain't died yet
Couple little niggas were flown, they ain't fly
Paying bails with them bonds, stocks have only gotten worse
Rich brick talk, taught him how to kill a mockingbird
Leading his own gang, at some point you gotta flip shit
Called his big homie, let him know he need some big shit
Plateful of food, means sometimes they'll never tip shit
No order in them courts, they go wherever the ship meant
They go wherever the ship meant
You can hear a pin drop, still gotta address it
You can hear the flow, and still tell me it's progressive
You can shine bright and still show me your projections
You can drown this bottle out until you get the message
You can owe G's, you still gotta respect em
You can't cop pleas and go expecting some protection
Real niggas know that we out here giving lessons
When your life's in the streets, it's gone in any second
We know