Long Live Nook

[Intro]
(I really like to use cash)
Y.N.S., young nigga shit
Aye, long live Nook man, it's still Nookworld y'know
I miss you, lil' bro
This shit hit home for real I think
This shit really hit home for real, I said-

[Verse]
I was in my feelings when they killed my nigga, on house arrest couldn't get his killa
I told my mama, I was done cryin', 'cause I swear i'm gone get him
And they said, "Slime what the hell you been on, boy you really need Ritalin"
And I said, "When my brotha' died, it had me in my feelings"
I ain't sheddin' tears no more
I'm ready to hit the road
I'm tryna' slide on everybody that had sum' to do wit' it
But I know [?], say what he wit'
And they been snitchin' on me, 'cause I had to send a damn blitz
Well, imma' ride dolo
Might ride in a stolo'
And i'm still screamin' YOLO
And still screamin', fuck the motherfuckin' feds
How you kill my damn lil bred'?
Yeah, cause I was on house arrest
But I do understand, when I get off that bitch, I am gon' spray that TEC
Devil in my mind, tellin' me "Cut off the ankle monitor, man"
But I couldn't fuckin' do it, 'cause my momma at home and she cryin'
And ten years later, they killed Nookie, and my uncle Marion
Had me gettin' a hunnid guns, had me thinking that i'm next
And I told my mama quit that cryin', cause everything a blessing
And you know I feel like Undertaker, I was damn wresslin'
'Cause, I turned evil
Imma' kill my people
And they told me, "Slime, why the hell you wanna retaliate?"
But I said, "They killed my momma son, boy i'm ready to catch a case"
Imma' boost my life insurance up
I'm 'bout to put a nigga on a shirt
And if they kill me, bury me in red
And if they kill yo' patna', you better go wet sum'
I miss you bro
You know I love you bro
We was Wanda sons
You know we very known
If I wasn't on that ankle monitor, yo' ass woulda been home
Smokin' russian creams, my mama was working at her nursing home
And that hurt my heart, bro, I couldn't slide for you
They woulda killed me, you woulda been ridin' wit' that tool
And I hope one day, you wake up, come upstairs and say, "Get out yo' room"
And mama cryin' for you bro, and I hope you know that we miss you too

[Outro]
Long live Nook, man
Y.N.S., young nigga shit
It's still Nookworld, baby
I love you lil' bro