Lyrics:
guns, lost so many of our black sons that died up
Under that black sun cuz they'll kill you dead for a cap gun
But we do it to ourselves tho, get into it
you left me
Not even a year went by
And you've seen two other guys
I fell down for you
Why did you leave me
I was just asleep
I wasn't dead yet
Fought
still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost
Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I
still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost
Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I
other boys forgot me
Left me on side of the road laying in my blood
But GOD picked me up and showed me his love
And I'm so in love with you yes
I ain't
wan fuck wit the gang
She get fucked on the floor
That nigga dead he got dropped ona floor
Like an armadillo leave his ass on the road
I dont fuck with
Don't fall in love swear it's a death trap
Told me forever left me lone
Still cant believe you really said that
When im with you i feel at home
So it dont
These streets don't love you, nah these streets don't love you
Moving in the trenches and surviving by any means
Eye on my paper, other eye on my enemies
of putting my time in the freak hoe
I just want your love give me the cheat code
Walking down a lonely road without my diva
Ever since I lost your love I've
with my wheels and my girly,
The road came calling but she left early now i've fallen into worldly thought,
I can't stop thinking, i just hope i don
the highway, took the back roads thru Monroe
Stopped for gas at a corner store, and to buy a dollar cup of joe
No one noticed that he'd left
In fact, they rarely
a fuck if you say
That you feeling left out
What the fuck is all that chatter about?
Bullet to the head, now he dead, dead, dead
Dead he gon' talk his shit
deep by they lies
An i don't dry my eyes no more i'm outta tears left to cry
Damn i wish my heart wasn't so fucked up i think before i lay to rest
An i
and bullets flew by
We was seperated and fighting for our lives
I saw Lord Brotha hit the ground hard
A bullethole straight through the heart
Poor K. Ballin
talk nigga
Nigga ran fast like he in route
South side where I'm from rep til I burn out
Yeah by the way I don't do handouts
Yeah for the verse I don't do
The more time goes by, the more life happens
And we gotta be men, we got responsibilities
Plus we don't say how we feel, and I feel like this is what got
don't break so I'm working through the weekends
I need to get a separate crib for my achievements
And some Lasik for these people who would say they
to make a name for himself
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody
nigga you know that Goddamn aight these niggas tryna kill me, imma move a Certain way
You don't know like bruh these bitches tryna love me
Real shit you
fall in love with words cause I preach it the best
Pillow talking for the birds let's start speaking of sex
I ain't call before I left I'm used
I used to want love but love hate
Fuck around for fuck's sake
But frustrate finding that one mate
My luck late
So I just wait, bump tapes
Sunk
I gotta go get some dough when I head out the door
I don't got time for lovey dovey when I'm on the road
So I get it by my lonely cause I'm better
the soldiers I see him slain
It's one by one my seven sons
In front of my eyes cut down
For keeping to the Torah laws
I pay with my warm blood now
My name is
cropped
You left me for dead now I know you shocked
I came back to twist up the plot
I poured a fifth in the flop
When I say I send shots they not drinks
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