That first verse is so disturbing now listening to it
Do I love it do I lust it,
Struggle of a hustla,
Life of a banger,
And death is no stranger,
I know em like it's ken to me took a few friends from me,
It all make since one day eventually,
I guess so,
Granny said it happen and it's ment to be,
Just let go,
But I can't this shyt keep itchin me like,
Them nikkas outta line how they came through,
Shot em in his face point blank left his brains blue,
Now who gone go for em,
Probly be the same crew,
Wen bangin is yo religion it's like it's sayin not to,
A lot nikkas ain't cut from that same cloth,
They might give em space,
Gotta play it safe,
Cause hard nikkas turn holy wen they catch a case,
I still bark real talk I'll never fake,
On hide park late night still chop a 8th and grind with the homies,
Serve dime with the homies