| Bangin' the same gang her son died for
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| So we pay for the funeral then we slide for him
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| The good die young, shit I can only vouch
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| Conversatin' with the clouds like, «I'ma hold you down»
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| Ya momma hardly smile since she lost her child
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| She couldn’t even view ya body without fallin' out
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| And every time I hit her line we just talk about you
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| She be tellin' me funny shit I didn’t know about you
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| She can only hear ya voice is what she once said
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| We took them field trips for you, killa, we ain’t done yet
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| You my circle within a circle, a subset
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| You livin' through me, it’s unconditional, nothin' less
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God
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| I dropped a few tears and I couldn’t help it
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| Niggas died behind the steel, feelin' helpless
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| I don’t feel no better, slidin' with his facials on my sweater
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| Represent this Mays block shit forever
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| That’s on my Uncle Trevor
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| My lil brother passed, I held his momma
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| Put that on my dead son bruh, I got her, it’s forever
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| With ya brother, stomped the same puddles in the gutter
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| Wish I had the chance to tell bruh I love him
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| I ain’t switchin', not at all
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| The hood lightweight fallin' off
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| Since you passed, I ain’t had no one to call
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| They ain’t fuckin' wit ya nigga
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| They say I’m fuckin' wit some other niggas
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| They ain’t fuckin' wit, so I ain’t fuckin' wit 'em
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| I ain’t trippin', fuck it nigga
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God
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| Bang in peace Deezy, that’s my brother for real
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| Momma Tony know I love her for real
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| She like my momma for real
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| Had to sit and watch her suffer for real
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| That’s a hell of a woman for real
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| Shit come with the field
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| Shed tears for Lil Diamond in jail
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| Momma Red sick, that shit took her through hell
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| Deray laid bleedin', I remember the smell
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| Somebody gotta feel what I feel
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| You done been there before
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| Can’t even count how many niggas is gone
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| Wish y’all was here now that niggas is on
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| You don’t hear me though
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| You could never understand the way my youngin' raised
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| Try to sympathize, but never understand a mother’s pain
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God
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| I hugged my nigga momma when he died
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| She just started cryin', she cried and she cried
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| If you could only see the pain in her eyes
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| 'Cause he ain’t comin' back, you gotta take it up with God |