This was a cold summer, niggas kill my brother, knock him off he bike and leave him there, homicide or murder?
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin
Back to reality, my nigga gone, but I can't wake him up
Quit that lean for some years, Blue Wockesh in my cup
Seen some brains on the floor, the video that f*cked me up
Had two kids and she ain't make it home, who posed to tuck them up
The real I've been livin
We all have been grieving
The fake here the real die, how does that make sense
Stay in your home and just stay out the way
But these people been dying, they all did their thing
Nobody out here using fists nowadays, you better grip on your pipe
If they comin' for your life, you better shoot it more than twice
Cause I guarantee you slip up, then they snatch your soul like money, when they shooting dice
People be hating when you winning actin' like they happy for you and shit
Two face, you might OTF JAM, me and shit
Get away, I ain't really with that socializin
So many R.I.P's, these names I'm just memorizin
Shit f*cked up, sit down and think about it
So many people gone, they gotta live to us
Dreams and memories, it's all that's stuck with us
We live this life to die, and that shit's a must
Two options that we have to decide, heaven or hell, that's where we reside
God don't make mistakes, question if that was a lie
But I got faith, he sees it all eagle eye
But I'll be damn, if I let them niggas take me out
Seen my mother cry, told myself that's a no!
I have to see my sister grow up
LLR, GuttaMade, 25, all year we go up
This was a cold summer, niggas kill my brother, knock him off he bike and leave him there, homicide or murder?
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin'
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This was a cold summer, niggas kill my brother, knock him off he bike and leave him there, homicide or murder?
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin
Back to reality, my nigga gone, but I can't wake him up
Quit that lean for some years, Blue Wockesh in my cup
Seen some brains on the floor, the video that f*cked me up
Had two kids and she ain't make it home, who posed to tuck them up
The real I've been livin
We all have been grieving
The fake here the real die, how does that make sense
Stay in your home and just stay out the way
But these people been dying, they all did their thing
Nobody out here using fists nowadays, you better grip on your pipe
If they comin' for your life, you better shoot it more than twice
Cause I guarantee you slip up, then they snatch your soul like money, when they shooting dice
People be hating when you winning actin' like they happy for you and shit
Two face, you might OTF JAM, me and shit
Get away, I ain't really with that socializin
So many R.I.P's, these names I'm just memorizin
Shit f*cked up, sit down and think about it
So many people gone, they gotta live to us
Dreams and memories, it's all that's stuck with us
We live this life to die, and that shit's a must
Two options that we have to decide, heaven or hell, that's where we reside
God don't make mistakes, question if that was a lie
But I got faith, he sees it all eagle eye
But I'll be damn, if I let them niggas take me out
Seen my mother cry, told myself that's a no!
I have to see my sister grow up
LLR, GuttaMade, 25, all year we go up
This was a cold summer, niggas kill my brother, knock him off he bike and leave him there, homicide or murder?
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin'
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin
Back to reality, my nigga gone, but I can't wake him up
Quit that lean for some years, Blue Wockesh in my cup
Seen some brains on the floor, the video that f*cked me up
Had two kids and she ain't make it home, who posed to tuck them up
The real I've been livin
We all have been grieving
The fake here the real die, how does that make sense
Stay in your home and just stay out the way
But these people been dying, they all did their thing
Nobody out here using fists nowadays, you better grip on your pipe
If they comin' for your life, you better shoot it more than twice
Cause I guarantee you slip up, then they snatch your soul like money, when they shooting dice
People be hating when you winning actin' like they happy for you and shit
Two face, you might OTF JAM, me and shit
Get away, I ain't really with that socializin
So many R.I.P's, these names I'm just memorizin
Shit f*cked up, sit down and think about it
So many people gone, they gotta live to us
Dreams and memories, it's all that's stuck with us
We live this life to die, and that shit's a must
Two options that we have to decide, heaven or hell, that's where we reside
God don't make mistakes, question if that was a lie
But I got faith, he sees it all eagle eye
But I'll be damn, if I let them niggas take me out
Seen my mother cry, told myself that's a no!
I have to see my sister grow up
LLR, GuttaMade, 25, all year we go up
This was a cold summer, niggas kill my brother, knock him off he bike and leave him there, homicide or murder?
Have me ready to spazz, bout to l flash, I'm gone crash out
Vamp call me early morning, I'm like nigga with this bout
Callin' me on bullshit, I can't believe this shit
People callin' me, like what's up with this shit
Is it true or false? Just wake me up or somethin
Cause I have to be dreamin, chasing after nightmares or somethin'
Writer: Dauntrae Rahming
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