why they take u
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•15 Nov 2020
why they take u awaaaaaayyyyy these streets ain't the saaaaaame sitting shooting craps, pick up the 10 go half, cook up the beef knock on concrete bro I got ya back. covered ya short when they took ya pack, we was both on fuk the police cause we was family so there's no need to ask. up that thang on em broad daylight no mask, no Rona restrictions back then, just like blood ain't what made u my next of kin and thats all facts. living a mental relapse, when I think back, bro I miss u bad, still visit ya mom and dad. ptsd relive the past when sirens blare, second nature to reach for that burner and put 6 in the air. swore to feed ya seeds and b the daddy there, I remember dropping off happy meals and cutting lil boobie's hair. now none of u here and for that I'm sheddin tears, and as bad I miss ya ur momma no longer living in fear of loosing u nightly that was never fair, if with u that night I'd die by ur side just to keep it real. still listen to the beats we use to eat, back then they wasn't free, we had to pay the fee. regulation blunts pearled in the green leaf, wasn't no thang we each had 5 p's. I bagged the cliff u held the breeze, we go to war with any set trippin but never saw defeat. kept an ear to the street, eyes on a dream, break bread with the nation payin homage to G's. I rep the 7, u stayed with the 3, but everyone knew u was a part of the team. if I went in u was the only one visiting, today I been reminiscing, got damn i miss him.
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why they take u awaaaaaayyyyy these streets ain't the saaaaaame sitting shooting craps, pick up the 10 go half, cook up the beef knock on concrete bro I got ya back. covered ya short when they took ya pack, we was both on fuk the police cause we was family so there's no need to ask. up that thang on em broad daylight no mask, no Rona restrictions back then, just like blood ain't what made u my next of kin and thats all facts. living a mental relapse, when I think back, bro I miss u bad, still visit ya mom and dad. ptsd relive the past when sirens blare, second nature to reach for that burner and put 6 in the air. swore to feed ya seeds and b the daddy there, I remember dropping off happy meals and cutting lil boobie's hair. now none of u here and for that I'm sheddin tears, and as bad I miss ya ur momma no longer living in fear of loosing u nightly that was never fair, if with u that night I'd die by ur side just to keep it real. still listen to the beats we use to eat, back then they wasn't free, we had to pay the fee. regulation blunts pearled in the green leaf, wasn't no thang we each had 5 p's. I bagged the cliff u held the breeze, we go to war with any set trippin but never saw defeat. kept an ear to the street, eyes on a dream, break bread with the nation payin homage to G's. I rep the 7, u stayed with the 3, but everyone knew u was a part of the team. if I went in u was the only one visiting, today I been reminiscing, got damn i miss him.
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