Lyrics:
a nigga really want it
By my lonely I'ma pop 'em (gang)
I ain't never need no nigga
I'm rockin' and I'm silent
Niggas snitchin' on his brothers
Lil'
that’s why so many lost boys Peter Pans
Better know how to fight you might need your hands
Or keep a weapon close like sea and sand
See it’s sad if he
Twice a week I pass by the church that held your funeral
And the pastor's words come pouring down like rain
How he called you a sinner and said now
might taken
As just another one of my random mistakes
I break it off like no other white, rhyme slinging brother
While some mc's have a lover, I'm only
did I?
or got all fly but I didn't did I? (nope)
man, I just kept it all real didn't I? (ya)
brought it right back to the homefront just like I said
continue
John 15 Love one another
And Paul says in Ephesians 3:14-19 I pray that you be rooted and grounded in love
Jesus prayed for us and He said
The world
a vapor on a paper
Take your breath away like I just ripped your trachea
You gettin’ smashed like the Lakers
I'm feelin' like Vader when he chopped Luke’s
And, um, it was just kind of like a humbling moment
Like, yeah
And, um, I went to bed and then the Lord woke me up and He said, He said, when I lay down
affords the bills
Can't afford to rest
And poor soul getting shot by the feds cause he stole a bag of milk
And the cops were like, let's just go for
I ride ride
When it come to you it aint no tie
Nothing like nothing like my God
Its a feeling that you feel inside
When you know he by your side day
the re-up
Knowing damn well i needed it
Prayed so many times
Only the plug came thru
I thought he was Jesus
She got them oil's like olive's
She said it
a little almond joy
On the side
Just doin' the fly"
You like pound cake?
Comin' to my house
Turn on the lights
And see me on the couch.
I said, "Do
Why they take my brother he The chosen one
For Leel im going crazy put a Whole in one
I swear that life ain’t perfect, but You had made it worth it
[Chorus]
Help me please
I'm blinded by my tears and I just can't see
So many devils tryin' to recycle my soul
Cause in the ghetto where I'm
talkin' 'bout babies no bitch we ain’t havin' that
Don’t talk about bottles ain’t buyin' no similac
I’m in New York with a couple of soldiers
My brother he
started dropping singles
Said some shit like "money old it's getting wrinkles"
I was just making songs as jokes and got some giggles
I ain't wanna get
Serving these feigns
I just D'd like sixteen
On a cracked screen
Seen his face right on my TV
He died at sixteen
For my brother G Boog
Im still in
of his denim
Like i said if he talk on my family i'll get him
But fuck it I don't gotta say that shit
Click the link to my music and play that shit
He be
Young black nigga trapped and he can't change it
Know he a genius, he just can't claim it
'Cause they left him no platforms to explain it
He frustrated
by himself, shit
He's all alone, with no place to call his home, with no one to call his own
No
He felt that all he did was wrong, it was hard for him
they seem in Dinglydell
Mother always said, mind a man like that, what you never can tell
Nanci owned a flower shop, Bill would often make a stop
But
learnin' is
A dangerous thing)
Well, I'd like to hear some more
(First he only wanted two) to?
(Then he changed it to few)
Oh, you mean loot
(I even loaned
can replace
I'm on the A13 looking at your place by the BP
Wishing I could stop by if need be
I've so fucked Life's kinda like feces
Fly gyal always
the same building
And he would help me with things and I would see him and think "what a cute guy"
And he was a cute guy
And it was just little by little
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