My Cousin high as hell off of som painkillers

OG from the block gave us sage wisdom

I was kept from becoming a cold case victim

OG Showed me how to flip a script and now my chains whipping

My brody hit a stain and now your chain missing

They gave him the iron curtain like he vladmir lenin

He cant beef lest its Kosher so we givelte fishing

Detective said he need a full picture I guess the camera glitching

Karma round they put their hands up like this shit a stick up

Back seat of a Benz with a fridge full of liquor

Im playing with a dime while you cant rub a nickel

Rolling down the tinted windows draco giving hiccups

Tailored Coats and fanny packs What he do for a living

Big bro got persprictions every month i think he getting sicker

Double cup of lean He so addicted he needed a big gulp

8ball on the table aint no pool round here we dont do swimming

Swang the whip it hit the curb

Slanged a brick while in the burbs

Me im mentally disturbed

I wasn’t posed to reach this earth

Feel pain each day it seeps n hurts

Yo girl tryna leave her shirt

Me I need to leave for work

Take some you gon bleed or worse

Asking for forgiveness while repentin when I leave the church

Ask god if I really did my worst before I leave this earth

He messed with the team so now the only thing he sees is dirt

I’m a beast I just burned off a leech and watched it seeth n wormed

Anything is possible but often doesn’t seem for sure

Ask me bout my purpose im just tryna be a being that’s pure

Late at night im on the highway hitting high speeds tryna serve

It’s highly unlikely that yo wifey ain’t gon like these words

In my room it ain’t nothing but runes im tryna strike a curse

Dying tryna write the only time a ghost could write my verse

Late at night I see me dying often while inside a hearse

On a beach where water meets the sea while tryna ride the currents

Pull it out and claim it jam

Hoe definition

Out the window while its moving

Robinhood precision

Two thick redbones and they both brazillian

Use my backhand on these hoes

Madea with her children

6 dots to his dome Looking like krillin

Face Shot on a dickhead

Thats a circumcision

You be hanging round them birds

You a damn pidgeon

With my brody know we on and in your bitch like prepositions

Holup im in a pocket

Amex out I got your shawty grinning

Messing with it now your dame missing

I could turn her to a whole villain

Whole block turning to mausoleum

Said I raised up in southeast

Thats in dc

Now he moving different

DMV from the PG

Aint too many **** out there really winning

Kids here that be growing up

Giving mental problems out to rich children

These the kids that be growing up they gon see a murder

They dont see no victims

Ask a **** what he do deserving while you looking ar his fuck momma grieving

Then go out and place another hit

On another one

Thats the one did em

10 racks

Offered on the coast

Shit- that might make a **** move different

6 digit bounty on his head

Type a shit make you think you made a killing

Track runner

He an athlete

But some bullets took em on a new mission

Alcoholic

With a bad weave

She gon sip that liqour while she beat her chilren

Street corner

Smell like cat pee

Want my shoe size

But my shit different

Decades later

On the same shit

Now Im OG

Giving new wisdom

Tell em they be on wrong shit

If you dont show em how they gon learn different

Teach a ****

How to make money

How to shoot guns

But not cope with it Ugh

OG from the block gave me some sage wisdom

Taught me how to flip and serve it if your bank missing

I was tricking flipping whips like I was on a mission

The Money fuel expensive hobbies like golfing and fishing

If I dont see a polo on you -you aint really winning

If I dont see a tax return, then what you really spending

Dont get caught up in the bullshit all them **** spinning

And if you keep the wrong ones round you all your **** spilling

OG was a smooth talker and really convincing

Told me I should worry bout myself and go quit on the shipping

And always keep a cross you should be god fearing

Do everything before they bury you you know the clock ticking

Rest in peace Cile