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(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh) (Ah, ah, ah, oh, ah, ah, ah, oh) (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh) Leafy, uh (Ah, ah, ah, oh, ah, ah, ah, oh) alright, talk to me Leafy, uh (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh) Leafy, Leafy, uh (Ah, ah, ah, oh, ah, ah, ah, oh) Leafy, uh, talk to 'em (Bro dead but I can still hear his mom screaming) Bro dead but I can still hear his mom screaming That was her baby She ain't even know he was a demon Really woke up in jail I thought I was dreaming We put the pressure on the opps Got them niggas teaming When you jump in them streets You surrender innocence He got a fifty in his drum He used to play with instruments Got to deal with the consequences from all them incidents Only leaving two ways Dying or through sentencing Ummi kicked me out and really took away my only safеty I fell in love with the streets I fеlt like they embraced me Every time I try to leave it alone It's like it chase me I be questioning Allah about where he place me Ummi just was proud of me I'm feeling like I failed Wasn't speaking Had to call her to ask for money for my bail I could hear her pain every time I call her from a jail She be saying make it right with god then I'ma prevail I really be feeling like this shit was made for me to lose How you playing against them and they ain't followin' the rules? Only take advice from OGs that was in my shoes You control your own destiny You just got to choose And we only go off loyalty A day ones will snake you I ain't plan on being no gangsta These streets will make you Mentally if you really ain't built then, this shit will break you Cherish your life, fuckin with us' We'll take you Still deal with pain Every day tryna hide it We don't show no weakness until we get in private I was knee deep in that war tryna survive it We was tryna follow them but we was misguided I don't even know how I made it this far I was talking to the sisters that owe me Iftar Understand when you lose your little man, it hit hard Ain't no way you say in them streets and you ain't get scarred When they said my man told I rather they said he died Bro faking like he a gangsta but he ain't never ride And he know that he ain't cut for this shit, it's just pride Even though If I can't save him I can say that I tried Took advice from my big brother Wayne P You gotta pay the price Shit in life ain't free Still on that dark road and I can't see My sister thought I died, it ain't me
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