I woke up around 11, started loading my pistol
Scrolling through my messages, trying to find some shit to get into
'Til my broski called me up screaming, like these niggas out wilding
We gotta go sliding, bro, somebody came through this bitch, bang
And it's all it took for me to get up and ready for battle
'Til my broski, we down for everything, you know that I got you
He like, "Ruger, I fuck with you, boy, you ain't never a coward"
He say, "Let me fill up the tank, we finna link in a hour"
And like an hour 30, he pull up at my crib in the whip
I hop in, pull out my pistol like it's time to do a hit
I'm tryna kill him, and it's going for anybody they with
I kill they mother, kill they brother, kill they sister, kill they bitch
That was over Suzzy broski was my nigga from the sandbox
We grew up as some youngins, got older, was letting cans pop
We rolled together, started toting pistols, clapping poles together
Stood outside the stores with some youngins when we ain't know no better
We got loyalty that get bigger than any bond
So when it was time to ride, we was always brothers in arms
Take a journey out the hood, we on the avenue with it
We see that nigga do out waving, like that young nigga tripping
We pull up on him, he walk up like, man, y'all boys on a mission
I ain't trying to hold no one up, but take the time, I'll just listen
Let me go with y'all in the town, niggas know what's going down
I got my strap, and I've been fiending to put someone in the ground
Know y'all thinking like he twisted, but Lil' Doo-Wop was a menace
Ages 12, he caught a body, ever since, he been addicted
But I told him, ain't no snitching, either out it or you in it
And you keep it to yourself. It ain't no talking like no bitch
You see, knowing this how it was
So he hopped the set and then we sped away
I got the .9, bro got the .40, Doo got the .38
No question if we catch him, we sending them to the Pearly Gates
No hesitation, nigga, I see them, they gotta die today
The broski telling Doo-Wop, he knowing just where the opps be at
I'm thinking in my head like, "How he know where the opps be at?"
But I was way too focused to pay attention and stress the fact
It's murder on my mental, I'm trying to go and get niggas wet
He took us to the house he say the opps be residing
I told broski, "Park on the corner, we gon' post up outside it"
I see someone bending the corner, in a matter of timing
Let him walk up a little closer, Doo-Wop, hop out beside me
I pull one in the nina, hop out the car, get right up on him
He's screaming like, "On the gas", say, "Shut up before you join him"
A glizzy up to his face, trying to contemplate, should I smoke him?
Before I could pull the trigger, a bullet went in his shoulder
I turned to Doo-Wop like, you happy? My broski screamed, "No, he not"
I knew that boy looked familiar, that's one of them that spinned the block (oh, word?)
I say, oh he spinned the block? Man, this nigga good as got
Put the burrow to his face, now let off 'bout five shots
We hop in the car, broski hit the gas, and we start getting low
We pull up to his crib, we hop out the car, one in the door
If someone asks you about it, you tell them niggas you didn't know
I'm finna hit the seven to Caparrellos so we could smoke
I leave up out the house and start strolling the block
But before I could bend the corner, I heard multiple shots
Then I started thinking about broski and ran back to his spot
And as soon as I turned the knob, it was immediate shot
I see broski shot in the leg, Doo-Wop clutching on his stick
And I guess he noticed me 'round before he upped it at broski head
Man, I'm glad that I appeared 'cause my broski would have been dead
Upped the burrow at Doo-Wop like, "Bitch, you know what it is", baow!