ʟıғє ɢoєs oň how many brothers fell victim to the street rest in peace , ¥oung nigga , there's heavean for a G be a lie if i told you that i never thought of death my nigga we the last ones left but life goes on how many brothers fell victim to the street rest in peace ,young nigga, there's heaven for a G be a lie if i told you that i never thought of death As i bail thru the empty halls , breath stinking in my ways ring , ring , ring , quiet y'all , incoming call plus this my homie from high school he's gettin by it's time to bury another brother , nobody cry life as a baller : alcohol and booty calls we used to do them adolescent do you recall Raised as G's , loc'ed out and blazed the weed Get on the roof , lets get smoked out and blaze with me 2 in the mornin and we still high assed out Screamin "thug till i die" before i passed out But now that you're gone I'm in the zone Thinkin i don't wanna die all alone but now ya gone And all i got are stinkin memories i love them niggas till death I'm drinkin hennesy while tryin make it last i drink a fifth for that ass when you passed cause life goes on