I lost niggas to the grave I lost niggas to them 4 walls
The world still spinning kind of fucked up I ain't wrote y'all
But whatever you need if I got it just make one call
And you know when you touchdown you know we go ball
And it ain't no new friends nigga I don't know y'all
You know that's my nigga yeah we like Kane and O-Dog
OG told me stack it up Ima stack it so tall
Young nigga be pushing that dope just like Snow Fall
Got tired of being hungry so he got it on his own
You know the consequences of a lick you might not make it home
And now you in and out of jail nobody picking up the phone
You finally coming to your senses you like fuck this shit I'm grown
Feeling like you doing right but all along you doing wrong
It's like that's the way of life nigga got to keep that chrome
Now you done took a nigga life yeah Murder She Wrote
Yeah yeah RedRum yeah Murder She Wrote yeah
He caught a body ok he think nobody knows
But if the 12 get to looking he go adios's
And they been touting big pistols since like a snotty nose
Like cold world keep the heater tucked inside the coat
How you want it yeah nigga we can Rock n Roll
Gold digging bitch she done digged into a pot of gold
I fucked the bitch and kicked her out like bitch you got to go
When I'm on these drugs sometimes I feel like I ain't got no soul
Thinking bout my granny in my feelings and shit
And when I stack that paper I'm go give some m's to my kids
I'm trying to run it up and I'm go put a mill on my wrist
Like I was on the road on the flight taking a risk
And if you got a problem then my niggas taking your shit
I fuck with Mozzy but man I'm trying to get filthy and rich
I'm from the trenches aye nigga you know killers get killed
I'm from them trenches man and aye that shit as real as it gets