He running

Where he going

To nothing

I Guess that he ain't know

Enough

I guess he can't ignore it

His best he ain't een show it

The pressure it tore em

God tested him

He blew it

Lil James

Aint had the time to play games

In his school he famous

He ain't hang around no lames

But this one kid he was cool with

Want to get into sum dangerous

Said if he wana gone get his cash right

He had to cock it back and then bang it

Man boy get yo money up

Man but don't get yo funny up

I ran across a couple bands

I ain't playing

My bank account going up

Check it out

I gotta plan

Understand

We bout to go poke a cluck

After get out the jam

Split the funds

And then we both splittin up

But Lil James had morals

He know that move wasn't right

He knew shouldn't even do it

But then again

His pockets was tight

He usually don't believe hype

He usually only lean right

It Aint even up in his genes

And It ain't even seem right

But he posted up onnat block

His best friend passed him a Glock

He said soon as this man walk up

We gone take everything he got

Bro walked up

His face was in shock

You can feel the pace of his heart

Going up

He took what he want

Even took the keys to his car

But his friend noticed that a lil girl was just sitting there and just watched

He took the Glock

And let off two shots

One to the brain and one to the heart

The man said stop

But then he got popped

Even lil james was like unh unh

This wasn't in the plan man we out

But right around the corner it was 2 cops

He running

Where he going

To nothing

I Guess that he ain't know

Enough

I guess he can't ignore it

His best he ain't een show it

The pressure it tore em

God tested him

He blew it