thoughts of you

where was you doing your own thing when I was introduced hits so close to home when you hear homie gone heard them shoots paid it no mind just some brothers shooting shots wasted lead back to sleep yells for my wake up was at a young age mother say your friend got graved in his neighbors back yard homie jumped hit the fence on his stomach now could have been saved what they say ronnell hatcher first homie gone what i do spray paint my wheels for the thoughts of you black on black no chrome my lac gone before the Cadillac black on Black snatched the chrome off that where was you when I slip back my journey texting in my journal feeling reminiscing from the blunts use to ease mine crush my bebop ice cold sipping on some tito thinking about them south town days rip bido speedy i forgive you took a real gee off these Birmingham city streets blue Dickie suit at the wait for you still screaming tru for life to the sky meaty you know I couldn't forget about you our last ride guess you was ready for the big ride my homie right hand man on the block even if it's rain or snow outside we got our grind on making money overtime up till the sun rise making knees weak shooting dice with us let me get that whatcha say hundon on six eight break'em down to they pocket change noddle leg'em if they act crazy Demetrius byner name in my verse for the thoughts of you