Man I'm falling off in that bitch off a tray of the Oreos God damn it
Can you dig it?
I'm talkin bout fly and high God damn it
Fly and high
Long live money meech bitch
Lil crazy 8 in the bitch man
You know how I'm rockin
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Man shit out here fucked up
Sometimes I sit and I wonder how Ima get back
Light up a blunt as I look in the sky
They say don't question God but I need to know why
How these niggas just lucked up
They took my brother from me got these tears in my eyes
This shit cannot be real
Man I feel like it's lies
Don't know how Ima deal this shit hard but I'm trying
I remember them times we use to blow me and pat
Chilling where hoes was at
Walking through the woods
Shit was all good so much for that
Man I'll never fuckin get my bro back
But I guess it's this shit they call life
Sitting here thinking like damn where the fuck was yo pipe
And Justo don't tote poles but I'm ready to smoke a nigga
So what if two wrongs don't make a right
Use to be out late nights
Riding around in Grand Prix
Off the shit with the bros and some sticks
Just in case we bump into the opps fuckin with them thots cause you know we never motherfuckin trust a bitch
This shit got me confused
I do not know what to do
Man I cannot believe this shit true
Had a bunch of convos about you packing ya bags and hittin the road man I swear to god I wish you woulda moved
God damn this shit fu
We knew you was the realist
And it ain't over niggas gone feel this
Bro nem on it they don't really wanna show me the opponent
And watch shorty nem hit the kill switch
And as far as the opposition they laughing but ain't went on not a mission
And they gone feel it too if we spot em slipping
Them niggas ain't really with it
They talking but them niggas ain't really did it
They act like we don't know how they really living
Them niggas is really bitches
But fuck allat
I remember late nights we was up off flats
Riding round out west with a cup of the yatch
High as hell wacked out with some sluts in the back
Yeah them was them days
I feel like they fading away
First tiny man then they had to take you away
T slick locked up
Montrell in the cage
Only T's left is Big Dawg and K Slait
God damn boy you hurt the whole town
Ain't how it's supposed to go down
Boy we had plans get up out the land
Stack a lot of bands
What the fuck as I pose to do now
Boy I gotta grind hard as hell
And you know this shit is weighing heavy on my heart as well
But Ima be cool give it a year or two and you gone see my name on top of them charts as well
Money making meech
My boy
They know that yo name hold weight
Them niggas was very scary cause you legendary swear to god they gotta mention you with the greats
Real niggas only some niggas turn fake
You was bout money them niggas gone hate
We had a dream make it out and be safe
Loyalty everyday I make sure that we straight