How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on
As I bail through the empty halls
Breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin by
It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me
Two in the morning and we still high assed out
Screamin thug till I die before I passed out
But now that you’re gone, I'm in the zone
Thinkin I don't wanna die all alone
But now ya gone
And all I got left are stinkin memories
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin Hennessy
While tryin to make it last
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed
Cause life goes on
