Wrote some shit, off some shit,
That I'm dreaming
And the shit that I dream is a filmin',
Scene, what you seen in the movies,
Two opps on the scene, trynna drill some,
Make sure you purgin'
Heard they shot my cousin, I was hurtin'
I hit the block with the pole I was searchin'
Seeing who did it, my sis hit my line
And said, "Yo, where you at?"
"Please don't trip bro" (Don't trip)
But my head chip though,
All my niggas outside, press click bro!
(Gttt bow)
Make them niggas feel how a nigga feel bro!
Thought I had to accept that I lost bro
Fighting back tears, in the place
So many good times, ain't no, way
They tried to take my cousin from me
We got plans and places we gotta be
Places we gotta be
Places we gotta be