Big Oz on the keyboard and s-
I lost a lot
A lot of s- I did and been through, I don't even remember 'cause
I was self-medicating, poppin' xans
Drinking lean and s- tryna forget
But at the end of the day man, I could never really forget it
But that s- a part of me even when I try as much as I try to
It just come back
I don't know if that s- makin' me stronger or what
I really shouldn't even be tryin' to forget it but f-
In the trenches with apes, my killas was starvin' so n- got ate
In this business with all 'em intentions I noticed that n- be fake
Yeah my loved ones and 'nem
Tried to show 'em the way but it filled them with hate
Although I can't relate
They gave me they plate and I filled it with steak
Havin' feminine traits, can't go get it honest, they willin' to snake
I rather respect n- gangsta up close, they see it and take
Type of s- that I can't go back to the streets
I lost all of my faith
A whole lotta n- turned jakes, they rattin' and tellin' the state
They telling the feds all they n- dead like my n- ain't
Wanna see me in jail but I can't
It's way too much money I make (-)
And the life that I'm living, they wish they was living
They want 'em a taste
Gotta stay on my pace, I was moving too fast, ain't nothing to chase
Man, I lost my lil' brother to this s-
Before that, don't get me wrong, I lost a lot
But I feel like as real gangsters
That's what we sign up for and he just ain't deserve it
Funny thing is though, when I think about it in the deepest way
Knowing him, he felt like that's what he signed up for too
In any way possible, I'd rather it be me right there by his side
Next to him 'cause I feel like it would have been different
And it should've been different
You know these days I'm just living life based off that
G Herbo, Swerv'