Homicide (feat. JxHines)

It's like I done lost so many **** on this soil

You know what I'm sayin', to the guy

Heart cold from the pain

Hey Hans, talk to him

You can see the pain in my eyes

I done seen way too many homicides

All my ****, they gon' ride

And they still fuck the other side

All my **** die for this shit

Big Glock, I'm gon' slide with this bitch

Cause I'm all out of favors to get

In too deep, can't play with this shit

Task force in the city now

**** servin' that H

In and out of different rental cars

Switchin' up they plates

Puttin' work in the Bentley

Whippin' that bitch up like a shake

Still rock with my same flow

These other **** in the way

Drop came, ain't nothin' round

Man, fuck that, I'ma wait

Told my **** don't shop around

Now he up the road with a case

Bills comin' in, money goin' out

Nothin' left in the safe

Judge told me on my last visit

He don't never wanna see my face again

Big Burno and I'm ridin' dirty

Gotta take me out, they can't take me in

Caught a **** with a grandma boy

Now the judge want again, 8 to 10

Rolled a statement on the whole clique

But he still had to go and do a bid

Feds came in, did a sweep

Takin' real **** away from their kids

Big Dog got 60 years

He ain't never gon' see the light again

Real **** fed the whole street

Man, shit'll never be right again

**** serve they mama dope

For some lil' money and some street fame

That's just the street, man

Free Curly Reds, G-Dine

You can see the pain in my eyes

I done seen way too many homicides

All my ****, they gon' ride

And they still fuck the other side

All my **** die for this shit

Big Glock, I'm gon' slide with this bitch

Cause I'm all out of favors to get

In too deep, can't play with this shit