(Xcelence)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm livin' life, uh, uh
If you lost somebody, I know you still feel it
If you lost somebody, I know you're still healin'
If you lost somebody, you would wanna kill the killer
And it hurt so bad, it turn a goofy to a killer
And when Lil Dre, I tried to stop it, but he did it
Broski brought me the gun like, "Zay, go downstairs and kill him"
And when Lil Dre, I was broke, couldn't feed his sister
She started hangin' with the opps, now I don't trust her 'cause with 'em
Tae Boog I hear ain't make it off the drill, I blame Killa
Niggas actin' like they slidin' by they lonely and claimin' killings
Nowadays, niggas tender dick for bitches knowin' she tryna get 'em
For them niggas, you're from the streets, you know some bitches in it
Nowadays, goofies got a voice, them killers locked up
Members comin' home, goofy-ass niggas gettin' popped up 'cause you to blame
Doin' shit to niggas, now they killed folks, he don't know who to blame
This shit too insane
I heard (?)
When you put the hood on your back, you get that feelin' that you the gang
Pick on my crowd, they know we lay that belt like Pootie Tang
I'm feelin' this '06 again, real shit, that Gucci Mane
Uh, when you lost somebody
When lookin' down you probably
'Cause I know if this shit was me
I'd be lookin' down like, "When you gon' cause a problem?"
Niggas divide 'cause niggas snitchin'
Niggas divide 'cause niggas bitches
They'd rather go party 'fore they go and catch a killer
They'd rather spread out all they money 'fore they go
And take care of your mama and children
Uh, you gave your all to streets
I'ma keep your name alive, but thankin' God this ain't me
I'ma keep your name alive and pray to God when I go to sleep
'Cause this shit hurt bad, this shit dead
If you lost somebody, I know you still feel it
If you lost somebody, I know you're still healin'
If you lost somebody, you would wanna kill the killer
And it hurt so bad, it turn a goofy to a killer
And when Lil Dre, I tried to stop it, but he did it
Broski brought me the gun like, "Zay, go downstairs and kill him"
And when Lil Dre, I was broke, couldn't feed his sister
She started hangin' with the opps, now I don't trust her 'cause with 'em
Tae Boog I hear ain't make it off the drill, I blame Killa
Niggas actin' like they slidin' by they lonely and claimin' killings
Nowadays, niggas tender dick for bitches knowin' she tryna get 'em
For them niggas, you're from the streets, you know some bitches in it