P. O. H. D.

With age I swear I got to know pain That's why I turned to the stage But I won't never let my feelings in the way In pursuit of happy days My brain is still in shock How could my nigga get shot My heart froze when he was found dead in his car Another martyr fallen victim to the streets like Pac Another life lost to pointless shooting on the block Is a life really worth a short trip or tree stock I'll always miss my baby brother My thoughts go to your bro and mother Words cannot describe the pain I feel My nigga found dead in a Cadillac Deville I'm rolling j's in brown flu's To drown my feelings in these Cadillac blues Cos like my homeboy, I'm only trying to make it So I'll live on like I got nothing to lose With the weight of the world on my shoulders, can't complain it's the path I choose With age I swear I got to know pain That's why I turned to the stage But I won't never let my feelings in the way In pursuit of happy days Still got all these happy memories Us roaming through the streets Playing Xbox and rapping over beats Or that time we had home brew weed tea Stay glad how my life was affected by young G Rest in power Rest in peace, RIP I know you living hood in thugs mansion, I know homie watching over me Thanks for the good times, even wanted to post my bail, always had my back Stay Grateful for the times we had With age I swear I got to know pain That's why I turned to the stage But I won't never let my feelings in the way In pursuit of happy days