Lonely Child

(Ooh, Sav, killed it)

Mr. Oh-Shit-Damn-I'm-Hit-I-Can't-Get-Up

I heard you got some dog shit, well, get that shit up

That ten milli' bouncin' on his chest, he got the hiccups

He screamin', yellin' out for help, that **** hit up

Sittin' on his crib all night, my brother hungry

The same **** that never did shit tryna troll me

He a lost boy, in that cell he was lonely

We got that shit that turn your favorite fat homie bony

Neem said that you rich forever if you play it right

He gone live inside that crib, he should've stayed the night

He came out and all he seen was beams, flashin' lights

Them **** killed all civilians, ain't got no braggin' rights

Young bull walked to the store but he ain't make it back

Your homie died, you ain't slide, you went to make a track

Fetti hot as shit in them boots, he tried to bust a trap

My name always on that radar, on that dispatch

All them **** left me hangin' in that cell cold

I miss my brother, I can see him on that railroad

I still love my **** in them trenches tryna sell coke

I was still bustin' traps when that cell broke

I was still bustin' racks with that cast on

He sendin' threats on the 'net, he got bad joint

He went out thinkin' with his dick and that's a bad joint

I told 'em you don't wanna see me campin' with that mask on

When it come to this steppin' shit, I'm the biggest

My brother told me to stop slidin' 'cause I'm the ticket

But if I stop slidin', who gon' be with it?

I forgot we body bag, shit different

I forgot we body bag, shit different