Lyrics

[Verse] Last week I told my girl I had a dream somebody close to me was 'bout to die Today I got a call at 10:23 on the dot Huh, then my cousin Lennie and my nigga Greedy just got shot, huh, huh But they weren't alive Nigga, all day I've been havin' tears comin' down my eyes Man, I wish this shit was a lie I wish Skin a whole twenty-five years in my lot He ain't even get killed in our hometown I was gon' get on the track and have the song cry But I'm 'bout to spend all my racks to see y'all mama cry My baby moved down to Houston to get a bigger knot I'm 'bout to drive down to Houston with a hundred chops I can't believe I lost Eight, lost Purp, lost you, lost Dots Nigga, I ain't ate, I ain't slept, man, I feel like that my heart finna stop Hey, hey You used to tell me big cuz, you the one, nigga, get us on top, hey When I was on the run, you was on the run at the same time If you throw a punch, then I throw a punch at the same time We used to holler at Hoochies with the same line We got our first piece of pussy at the same time Made our first hundred K together off of white-collar crime Paid fifteen at the BPM filled sellin' nicks and dimes You ain't never had no type of hate in your heart, that's what made you special Nigga Team player, nigga always played his part, and he was ready for all the pressure (Nigga) Huh, Mike and Delonte, they was like salt and pepper That fat nigga and that skinny nigga always together Our own family used to downtalk me But I knew he was gon' storm the weather Huh, last week I just told him I was proud of him 'Cause he went and got his shit together It's hard to believe Cali just lost her godfather He was the only nigga that I let watch her, huh I ain't gon' sleep 'til a couple niggas die about it Don't ever speak to me if you ain't ready to slide 'bout it That was my blood cousin, twin brother, and my scam partner High school, he did the matching Pradas I wanna ask God why he had to die before both our grandmas? This shit forever gon' have me traumatized I was just in Miami on a money play When you told me come to the A for your birthday Magic City, we was on the stage, threw 'bout 30K Was only supposed to come for three days, you begged me to stay I fucked around and missed out on two hundred K And that's the best decision that I ever made I feel like Juan when he lost Blade And when Dots had to leave Paid For some strange reason, man, I feel like I'm to blame 'Cause I was fightin' demons, pushin' everyone away I ain't want nobody thinkin' that you needed me to get your money straight I love you did your own thing and rode your own wave Baby boy, I'm finna put your face on a gold chain And have the whole real niggas screamin' your name