it's kind of sad what happened to the gang
I seen motherfuckers go from the bottom to
the top right back to the bottom again
And at the same time I see you put up
petty ass hate motherfuckers
In motherfuckin court like bitches
Now I got motherfuckin homies
turn next to me to turn to snitches
Know good people and shit man
Man it's been a long road,
no wonder why my heart turned cold
Even close homies turn fake, oh no
Don't wanna believe what they telling me so I drift away,
dissipate through clouds of smoke
What the fuck is going on
Haters still out hatin', wishin',
all I do is proceed and stack G's
Turn the past to memories,
wipe those killin' stains
But I shake em' like fleas,
only keep a solid few homies close to me
fuck it, but I'm hopin' they see
and some money to my solid ones
If they see me in the streets,
then best believe I got a gun
Damn, what's really goin' on
I'm really tryin' to figure that out
I'm just standin' in the rain,
lookin' for some sunshine, help me please
I pray to God every night
Hopin' if I die that they notice me
Lord, tell I got a phone call
Bad news, one of the closest
never would've seen it comin'
Used to ride shotgun with me,
Damn, it's pretty sad what happened
another homie caught a snitch, Jackie
Little faggot threw my name in the mist
Motherfuckers turn to snitches,
I sit back, thinkin' for a minute,
Ain't no motherfuckers in the past,
I get letters from the pen,
Some things I woulda been
They put me down for this
And the motherfuckers used to
I guess it's true what they say,
You know I pray to God every
Please Lord, Lord tell me
this world keeps spinnin'
Past just faded, memories thinnin'
Still in the fast lane, high speed livin'
Some things in the past never be forgiven
And it's sad certain homies
Bitches, and other motherfuckers
got caught up cause of bitches
Through motherfuckers' minds,
motherfuckers droppin' dimes
Who can I trust at this moment,
Almost quit this rap game
but I'm comin' right back
and motherfuckers like that
believe I'll be right back
you motherfuckers like that
And that's a motherfuckin' promise,
I ain't gon' stop this shit
Year after year of deceit
Just keep bringing the feet,
you know I pray to God every
Hoping if I die that they notice
And that's just a question I
I ain't trying to question you and all that I'm
just trying to really figure it out,
A lot of bad things have happened
in the last couple of years,
but it's back to celebration time.