murda

Clouded in the cold stranded in the dark lost my homie to the pain I can feel that in my heart cant even look my momma in her eyes that shit was hard, now I gotta do my own shit god gave me a fresh start Muder was da case my homie caught ah case can u really look yo momma in tha face n say u ight i was 16 i caught my first case but i wasnt trippen tho i knew id be ight tho but What you know about them cold nights, only 2 blankets but I knew I had to hold tight, judge didnt care about us cause we some low lifes, mons was trippin but I told her I'd be home in no time bitch im just tryna make ah dime muda was the case aint no stoppin me imma keep it g im lost in these cold streets im just tryna make it out i aint tryna shoot it out