(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
I come from a place where if you die, your bro the shooter
Sittin' in the church, I heard his name and say hallelujah
Really think God done sent me here to pray for all they funerals
Seen a lot of them niggas go get touched, they had the cooties
He trappin' all his life, workin' overtime even though he tired
He can't go to sleep 'round none of his brothers, he know they slime
Seen a nigga kill a nigga, go to the funeral, he fakin' cryin'
They gave my nigga sixty years, they won't free him 'til he eighty-nine
Won't leave the city for long, he run back to that field where niggas just dyin'
Streets brainwash you, all that money you made off robbin' won't pay no taxes
I was with Young Thad right 'fore that happened
He just was with me, now he ain't breathin', hopin' I see him again
I was thinkin' 'bout throwin' an Airtag in the casket
Know peer pressure'll get you killed, he ain't have the nuts to say he chillin'
He prayin' that they don't hit big, them niggas gon' kill him on that lick
I lost three niggas from a pill, wardrobe they Perc' will press the fit
You can't get the man you want, gotta make his cousin feel that stick
You got too many greedy people around you, it gon' hurt they tummy to see these mills
Say he wanna get paid 'cause he ain't tell, these niggas want money to keep it real
Lot of niggas can't stomach death, he had went to vomittin' on the drill
In their hood, they rob they brothers, don't tell your mama 'bout what he did
If you rat, you'll lose it all, don't tell your honor 'bout what you did
If he told, then I'm a rat if I send him money down to his bid
His female'll turn him over, we done caught him fumblin' with his kids
I forgave you, but I ain't forget
9/11, this Rolex watch is plain jane
In the hood, it ain't nothin' to do, every day we do the same thing
To the world she selfish, she done come far
She been molested by an uncle
F*cked me up, my homegirl hung herself
How you 'posed to deal with mental health?
How you 'posed to deal with PTSD?
I was callin' on Bree, like she can help
Niggas go to jail and run a PC, but you reppin' on my people death
They murked my lil' brother, this shit won't end, hope I don't die 'fore I get revenge
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
Folks be claimin' bodies, niggas different, they my son-yun
Niggas that claimed my brother body, I'm different with the mon-yun
Granny gettin' older, forgot my name and I'm like, "Uh-uh-huh"
The biggest out my sun-yun, you will never see me run-yun-yun
Caskets give me chills, this the last time breathe
The industry think me and Baby fell out, we just f*cked up the streets
Free Boona and free Dugg, I did some sucker shit to keep it P
I was thinkin' with my dick, knowin' damn well that wasn't me
I was tryna heal, I seen his name inside the folder
The hood gon' hear me out, but the other half already chose, uh
I don't show emotion, but you f*cked up all the motion
PPP had him at Icebox weekly, now he at Kroger's
Had a talk with Meek, I tell Uzi to drop The Pink Tape
To stay on subject, my lawyer got my whole life in his briefcase
I don't blame the blog, I blame the nigga who send the blog a face
Derez De'shon, they left me on my own, I learned the Hardaway
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
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(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
I come from a place where if you die, your bro the shooter
Sittin' in the church, I heard his name and say hallelujah
Really think God done sent me here to pray for all they funerals
Seen a lot of them niggas go get touched, they had the cooties
He trappin' all his life, workin' overtime even though he tired
He can't go to sleep 'round none of his brothers, he know they slime
Seen a nigga kill a nigga, go to the funeral, he fakin' cryin'
They gave my nigga sixty years, they won't free him 'til he eighty-nine
Won't leave the city for long, he run back to that field where niggas just dyin'
Streets brainwash you, all that money you made off robbin' won't pay no taxes
I was with Young Thad right 'fore that happened
He just was with me, now he ain't breathin', hopin' I see him again
I was thinkin' 'bout throwin' an Airtag in the casket
Know peer pressure'll get you killed, he ain't have the nuts to say he chillin'
He prayin' that they don't hit big, them niggas gon' kill him on that lick
I lost three niggas from a pill, wardrobe they Perc' will press the fit
You can't get the man you want, gotta make his cousin feel that stick
You got too many greedy people around you, it gon' hurt they tummy to see these mills
Say he wanna get paid 'cause he ain't tell, these niggas want money to keep it real
Lot of niggas can't stomach death, he had went to vomittin' on the drill
In their hood, they rob they brothers, don't tell your mama 'bout what he did
If you rat, you'll lose it all, don't tell your honor 'bout what you did
If he told, then I'm a rat if I send him money down to his bid
His female'll turn him over, we done caught him fumblin' with his kids
I forgave you, but I ain't forget
9/11, this Rolex watch is plain jane
In the hood, it ain't nothin' to do, every day we do the same thing
To the world she selfish, she done come far
She been molested by an uncle
F*cked me up, my homegirl hung herself
How you 'posed to deal with mental health?
How you 'posed to deal with PTSD?
I was callin' on Bree, like she can help
Niggas go to jail and run a PC, but you reppin' on my people death
They murked my lil' brother, this shit won't end, hope I don't die 'fore I get revenge
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
Folks be claimin' bodies, niggas different, they my son-yun
Niggas that claimed my brother body, I'm different with the mon-yun
Granny gettin' older, forgot my name and I'm like, "Uh-uh-huh"
The biggest out my sun-yun, you will never see me run-yun-yun
Caskets give me chills, this the last time breathe
The industry think me and Baby fell out, we just f*cked up the streets
Free Boona and free Dugg, I did some sucker shit to keep it P
I was thinkin' with my dick, knowin' damn well that wasn't me
I was tryna heal, I seen his name inside the folder
The hood gon' hear me out, but the other half already chose, uh
I don't show emotion, but you f*cked up all the motion
PPP had him at Icebox weekly, now he at Kroger's
Had a talk with Meek, I tell Uzi to drop The Pink Tape
To stay on subject, my lawyer got my whole life in his briefcase
I don't blame the blog, I blame the nigga who send the blog a face
Derez De'shon, they left me on my own, I learned the Hardaway
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
I come from a place where if you die, your bro the shooter
Sittin' in the church, I heard his name and say hallelujah
Really think God done sent me here to pray for all they funerals
Seen a lot of them niggas go get touched, they had the cooties
He trappin' all his life, workin' overtime even though he tired
He can't go to sleep 'round none of his brothers, he know they slime
Seen a nigga kill a nigga, go to the funeral, he fakin' cryin'
They gave my nigga sixty years, they won't free him 'til he eighty-nine
Won't leave the city for long, he run back to that field where niggas just dyin'
Streets brainwash you, all that money you made off robbin' won't pay no taxes
I was with Young Thad right 'fore that happened
He just was with me, now he ain't breathin', hopin' I see him again
I was thinkin' 'bout throwin' an Airtag in the casket
Know peer pressure'll get you killed, he ain't have the nuts to say he chillin'
He prayin' that they don't hit big, them niggas gon' kill him on that lick
I lost three niggas from a pill, wardrobe they Perc' will press the fit
You can't get the man you want, gotta make his cousin feel that stick
You got too many greedy people around you, it gon' hurt they tummy to see these mills
Say he wanna get paid 'cause he ain't tell, these niggas want money to keep it real
Lot of niggas can't stomach death, he had went to vomittin' on the drill
In their hood, they rob they brothers, don't tell your mama 'bout what he did
If you rat, you'll lose it all, don't tell your honor 'bout what you did
If he told, then I'm a rat if I send him money down to his bid
His female'll turn him over, we done caught him fumblin' with his kids
I forgave you, but I ain't forget
9/11, this Rolex watch is plain jane
In the hood, it ain't nothin' to do, every day we do the same thing
To the world she selfish, she done come far
She been molested by an uncle
F*cked me up, my homegirl hung herself
How you 'posed to deal with mental health?
How you 'posed to deal with PTSD?
I was callin' on Bree, like she can help
Niggas go to jail and run a PC, but you reppin' on my people death
They murked my lil' brother, this shit won't end, hope I don't die 'fore I get revenge
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
Folks be claimin' bodies, niggas different, they my son-yun
Niggas that claimed my brother body, I'm different with the mon-yun
Granny gettin' older, forgot my name and I'm like, "Uh-uh-huh"
The biggest out my sun-yun, you will never see me run-yun-yun
Caskets give me chills, this the last time breathe
The industry think me and Baby fell out, we just f*cked up the streets
Free Boona and free Dugg, I did some sucker shit to keep it P
I was thinkin' with my dick, knowin' damn well that wasn't me
I was tryna heal, I seen his name inside the folder
The hood gon' hear me out, but the other half already chose, uh
I don't show emotion, but you f*cked up all the motion
PPP had him at Icebox weekly, now he at Kroger's
Had a talk with Meek, I tell Uzi to drop The Pink Tape
To stay on subject, my lawyer got my whole life in his briefcase
I don't blame the blog, I blame the nigga who send the blog a face
Derez De'shon, they left me on my own, I learned the Hardaway
It's been a long time comin'
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin'
I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' in a six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
Writer: Durk Derrick Banks, Ryan Preston Adams
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.