Ayo shit
This the last one I recorded for the tape
I'm tired as f**k
Ain't get no f**king sleep last night
This shit for my niggas though ya feel me
n***a just talking and shit
Shouts to my n***a D.C
We been in it for a couple years now
Uh try to walk a mile in these wheat timbs
We trap the whole week just to party on the weekend
That murder rates increasing my city's slowly peeking
Keep saying that we sinking but they left us on the deepend
Call me Don call me smoke
Voted for Obama cause that n***a black ho
Still in the hood with the same black folk
Still love my niggas from the Ickes on the low
I see you struggle no work no more
And when I'm saying work know I'm meaning that blow
R.I.P to that n***a Diddy folks
When I pray that n***a D-Rose comes back home
On my soul niggas dont know
Gotta beat this fed case so a n***a going broke
Gotta pay the plug so a n***a masked up
Finna stick a n***a up man I'm losing my hope
Thats why a n***a smoke thats why a n***a drink
Thats why I sip lean and thats why I pop beans
Lil n***a on the scene with a motherf**king dream
And a dollar never blue collar tryna get the cream yeah I remember
When I die n***a show no pity send a n***a soul to that gangsta city
Real n***a song gon' remember my memory
And carry my story believe it like Ripley's
When I die dig the whole six feet
Two shotguns at a real n***a feet
Two blue staffs at a real n***a chest
Just tell all my folks that I gave it my best
I got my money saved shouts that La Familia
My niggas looking paid
You niggas unfamilar
From the cradle to that grave
Better hope them drugs don't kill ya
I told her only brains
Cause baby I dont feel ya
And she said I know
Yeah I know
Yeah I know
Yeah I know
Boy you trippin'
Boy you trippin'
I know
I know
I know
I know
Boy you trippin'
Boy you trippin'
I know
Little n***a that bad luck gon' pass over you one day
Shouts to that vita morte crewnecks mostly be my forte
Shouts to that n***a Cory hittin' licks coming up on that Christian Dior mane
Say we rapping from the floor mane ground up
Praying for my brothers can't wait for the tour mane
Say we never broke cause we hustle for the change
Real n***a steal it sell it back to the stain
Savemoney niggas sell our heart to our brain
Cop a car for the bling cop the car for the scene nah mean
Niggas just wanna be seen no love
So we gotta search for it in the streets
Real niggas don't sleep real niggas ain't weak in the streets
Cause you know a real n***a gotta eat uh
Shouts to that n***a Steel gotdamn them trap nights used to be real
P. Lord Jake and that n***a Moody Real
Runnin' round with the bitches tryna David Copperfield
Still love my nigas from the IDA B Wells
Still think of Brittney and my eyes get swell
I know she watching a n***a I hope she knowing that I'm doing well
Yeah a n***a got locked but a n***a had bail uh
Said a n***a can't fail
They took my n***a Rod last year still don't feel real can't deal
Next n***a try with my niggas 4 n***a to your dome
n***a don't get killed in the field
We living but it's war time never know whom next up to get peeled
That's why I tell my niggas be safe when we all leave the crib
La Familia can't wait till we all make mills
Like
I got my money saved shouts that La Familia
My niggas looking paid
You niggas unfamilar
From the cradle to that grave
Better hope them drugs don't kill ya
I told her only brains
Cause baby I dont feel ya
And she said I know
Yeah I know
Yeah I know
Yeah I know
Boy you trippin'
Boy you trippin'
I know
I know
I know
I know
Boy you trippin'
Boy you trippin'
I know
I got my money saved shouts that La Familia
My niggas looking paid
You niggas unfamilar
From the cradle to that grave
Better hope them drugs don't kill ya
I told her only brains
