Lost My Bestfriend

Lyrics

[Intro: Lefty Gunplay] Look, it's Lefty Gunplay It's the famous gang banger and RJ In the same muthafucken building man (Face of LA baby) gang gang [Verse 1: Lefty Gunplay] I'm frustrated thinkin' bout you in my fucken cell Know you getting sick and tired of me going to jail Definitely say she pregnant, I'm fine now I line it up with my enemies in the holding cell I'm pressing Kings Have Arrived cause I'm from Bolen for real And if the rap shit don't work out for me, I'm in the field I'm in the back making sacks like I'm in the NFL I'm in the back of the range and aiming for the kill Sipping Jack Daniel's praying on mysеlf [?] My trigger finger impatiently waiting for thе drill My boy sitting in them cages, they gave him life for real 9 millimeter the original baby gangster steel Fly hitter that muthafucka making a mill I get the chills everytime I think of the way he yelled I said if I get a deal then I'm moving out for real Khalil Mack in the field Shootout like navy seals I like the way she make me feel I like the way she ride I like the faces she make whenever I'm up inside I'm trying to change my ways for the better and do you right Bitch do you mind if I gang bang, ruining my life I'm doing life in the penitentiary, like who am I? They told me death comes in three, who's next in line? Bitch I just lost my best friend for the second time Like like look yeah Bitch I just lost my best friend for the second time Gang gang gang [Interlude: RJmrLA] Got my grill in, I'm see how this shit sound tho I got it, don't worry, look [Verse 2: RJmrLA] I wonder what that hating shit do to your soul Mad if you ain't ate off my plate with the same 24 You can look me in my eyes and see what I'm on The lies can't equal to god, the highs just even with lows I put asterisks to my plans, put dates to my goals Get it brackin with my brand, put my gang on Put like fifty in my mouth, bitch these bars cold Words like a blizzard, ism dripping off my bones Shit it ain't nobody ahead of me Fight for my integrity Tired of burying all my dogs for this pedigree Juice and Lefty, lil uzi hefty in my right hand Mac-90 do a nigga slimey and lie on the stand Homies back-dooring homies And front on they fam That's why these bitches fucking bitches No honor in man Black cypher for the blam, little close to the cam Love a hoe that's gon' scam Blowing dope in the lamb Late nights and a bitty running red lights Bad bitch rubbing on pipe keep my head right Playa type Become exactly what you sayin like Bitch do you mind if I gang bang on our date night? County lit they taught me step light I'm certified Counting dead guys, I got murder in my eyes Did my dirt on fertilize Suburban homes got burglarized So many nights I cried Lost my best friend for the third time