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Lyrics

[Intro] Southside shit Stop it, Tilla [Chorus 1] I know my niggas would be with me if I ain't had nothin' All them nights on front page, shootin' dice, we tryna kill some' I was ridin' bikes for you, and you still here, you brother, real one Thinkin' like, "Do our memories mean some'?" I liked it better when I was the mean one Broken smiles, would they still love me if I ain't give nothin'? Glock been on my hip, I can't love another bitch [Chorus 2] The streets, it ran off with my heart, you tryna run too He tried to run off with a stick, where you going, bro? He said he gon' makе it out the hood, I said, "I'm going too" He said he tryna drill for bro, I said, "I'm going too" Fеar nobody, pull up in big body Go speak about it, but ain't hit nobody Fuck what they steal, I still'a burn a car I ain't do it for no hype, I still'a knock 'em off [Verse 1] Gangster, all my life, I'm still that youngin' from that back road Ride or die, you was my diva bitch, I ain't even wanna go home Heart cold, fell in love with new chrome Now it's Chrome Heart' hoodie, bustdown, ain't two-tone They say they love me, but who I got to trust? I'm on my peace, that's the block in us And I had more than a P, that's the block in us We ain't even need a beam, but we still'a dot 'em up They say they gang, but never come around, they really not us They say, "How you make it from the struggle?" I tell 'em, "I'm thankful for the struggle" You ain't out there diggin', ayy, bro, you done brought that shovel I hate when I get that feelin', two sticks, choppa in the duffle They always postin' Glocks, but they never bussin' They always sit on dreams, why they never run with it? It's a murder camp, and my bloodas run wit' 'em Stripper bitch, fat ass, she know I ain't trustin' shit [Chorus 2] The streets, it ran off with my heart, you tryna run too He tried to run off with a stick, where you going, bro? He said he gon' make it out the hood, I said, "I'm going too" He said he tryna drill for bro, I said, "I'm going too" Fear nobody, pull up in big body Go speak about it, but ain't hit nobody Fuck what they steal, I still'a burn a car I ain't do it for no hype, I still'a knock 'em off [Verse 2] Fuck my life, I lost too many dawgs My dwelling place was the block, I ain't had much I was holdin' grudges with my dawg, and we ain't had much When we had nothin' else to do, we ran to you Step on niggas, that boy gon' get the shoe Heard he got cash in couch, yeah, bro, go get the loot I'm movin' calm with Glock, that's a thug move We still retarded, I ain't got nothin' to prove Walk with me, run with me Whatever we doin', I'ma kill for you, drill for me My way of life, that shit a mystery You know when we be together, that shit history [Chorus 1] I know my niggas would be with me if I ain't had nothin' All them nights on front page, shootin' dice, we tryna kill some' I was ridin' bikes for you, and you still here, you brother, real one Thinkin' like, "Do our memories mean some'?" I liked it better when I was the mean one Broken smiles, would they still love me if I ain't give nothin'? Glock been on my hip, I can't love another bitch [Outro] Free all my niggas, R.I.P. all my niggas