For My Camp

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (Stop it, Tilla) Free all my niggas, R.I.P. all my niggas [Verse 1] Brazy how niggas die, and they ain't had enough When it's said and done, could you mention Duvy ain't live for nothing? I went so hard, felt like I had enough But I couldn't give up 'cause I ain't had enough For the times I couldn't sleep, my belly was aching Brother respect my grind, he know it's so hard for me to stay patient [Chorus] Shells on the floor, you heard 'em screamin' Better grab your pole So many drugs, we deep in up in the crib Pray they don't kick the door I'd probably would've never knew they would cross the linе I'll probably never know When you in thе streets and they cross the code, it'll never get old (No bap) Shottas got my back, but I'm still into that No security rolling, but I got many gats Brodie never cap, but he out here looking for many hats Roll 'round with it on me, we a army, yeah, we movin' tac' [Verse 2] They said that I can't, so I did that Seventeen-hundred times for my camp, bitch, we live that I can't make up these rhymes I believed in myself, that's the shit you can't buy Told me, focus on myself but I got evil in my eyes (For real though) They say, "You too gangster, you asshole" My whole life been wild, I slanged stick since a YO All these tribulations, I hope brodie he beat trial More racks, more problems in the pile Whole 'lotta pain behind your idol They say, "You safe", but shit, you might go Shit was rocky, I had to hike home I ain't change 'cause I seen you trying I went to the projects pissed, my family crying Give bro a trophy, he put a nigga on a shelf Title, niggas die, yeah, for a title Don't make them tell you that you safe 'cause you might go, might go (For real though) [Chorus] Shells on the floor, you heard 'em screamin' Better grab your pole So many drugs, we deep in up in the crib Pray they don't kick the door I'd probably would've never knew they would cross the line I'll probably never know When you in the streets and they cross the code, it'll never get old (No bap) Shottas got my back, but I'm still into that No security rolling, but I got many gats Brodie never cap, but he out here looking for many hats Roll 'round with it on me, we a army, yeah, we movin' tac'