Hade's

hades rip to all the homies like dead and gone no matter if you right and no matter if you wrong in ur mothers arms is like where you belong wishin everyday you could come back home just know that a jury only judge by ur self and only a casket holds u and no one else sad to say everyday a mother crys with tears in her eyes cause her baby no longer alive crying to the sky asking god like why why do my baby have to die imagine like a bag on ur head even like those closest would go and collect put a gun to ur dome and make sure dead just to get a bag just to collect some bread your own hoe would even like set you up just for another man that she think that she love or just to get a slice of the pie just to get a cut these hoes aint loyal aint none you can trust no matter where you from or no matter where you at no matter what you rep no matter the color of the flag when it comes to life the hardest part is pause of a heart when there no longer no coming back