North of Death

Lyrics
[Intro: Young Chris] Uh, chea, Young Chris Lost so many homies to this game Our father, chea Ride for you, die for you niggas, get high wit you niggas Split pies wit my niggas, body get hard, souls touch the sky Till the numbers get gone, I gotta shut my eyes, why [Verse 1: Young Chris] Is they with me or against me? How these pussies gon convince me to start and don't follow up I touch my other kids followers My mom proud of us plus I love the green with in God we trust My momma stuck so she don't care bout them killin' her And how could I beef with them, him, him or her You motherfuckers better recognize Everybody got burners, the first that draw The opposite the next to die That's how it go that ain't just how I flow I still live in the ghetto, that's how I know In the hood everyday while you dudes eatin' good everyday My momma workin' but the bills take out food everyday Got the bench and a daughter though Since the ten step pops did since her water broke That nigga got like a dub and did a dime Came home and my moms did a [?] [Chorus: Young Chris] As I walk through the north of death They souls gone but they voices left They talk to me every chance they get I gotta make it for the chance they miss Shit we all don't get a chance like this It's hard livin' homie more than music C & Neef dawg who you got us confused with True shit we bout to do it, Neefy don't lose it Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint [Verse 2: Young Chris] I wake up and ask the lord to forgive us Till I die put my balls over bitches But I can't put my balls over business Cause I hate to go blind when, soon as I go to trial Be my boy as a witness Shit I'm just another bull with the riches Tryna keep my momma cool give her more while I'm livin' Rhymin' cool but it ain't what I expected It's 'fuck you' if you ain't what they expectin' They love you when you givin' them records (gotta respect it) Just to get father's blessed with, if ya'll ain't impressed with the shit I do, I give her the rest shit But promotion, If I get what the rest get, how could niggas neglect it Niggas respect the shit is a method, lean, 19, givin niggas broad day and night scenes Puttin niggas on stretchers, nigga Peem, whole team got beams Sure you niggas be wet up, we got pistols forever, shit is just gettin' better [Chorus: Young Chris] As I, as I walk through the north of death They souls gone but they voices left They talk to me every chance they get I gotta make it for the chance they miss Shit we all don't get a chance like this It's hard livin' homie more than music C & Neef dawg who you got us confused with True shit we bout to do it, Neefy don't lose it Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint [Verse 3: Young Chris] It's funny how bitches used to say he a loser Now people say he's the future Now I got to stay in my groove Cause I hate to fuck around and And fuck around and it be my face on the news Momma been through enough of the pain so I'ma move her But I ain't movin' till I got enough of the game Man these dudes better up up the game The hood love us, it ain't nothin' to start from the musclin' gang No disrespect I love my niggas to death Cause in the Roc it ain't about who spit it the best And plus we way different from rest You got a show, I'm rollin' out It ain't about who gettin' a check I'ma roll till the wheels fall off, keep rollin oh you will fall off You ain't official they will clip you Teflon don extended, both nickels Bang bang blockin, pistol poppin' [Chorus: Young Chris] As I, as I walk through the north of death They souls gone but they voices left They talk to me every chance they get I gotta make it for the chance they miss Shit we all don't get a chance like this It's hard livin' homie more than music C & Neef dawg who you got us confused with True shit we bout to do it, Bucky don't lose it Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint [Outro] Rest in peace L-Eazy, rest in peace O-Reddy, rest in peace A.L Rest in peace my nigga Douba, rest in peace It's hard livin' homie more than music, who you got us confused with We bout to do it, don't lose it Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint
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- Young Chris