[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
(Ayy, yo, Eli, what the fuck?)
[Chorus]
At this moment, yeah, I'm hurt (Grrah)
I lost all my brothers, I feel like we cursed (Grrah-grrah)
Four months ago we just lost Notti
Now Edot, this shit feel the worst (On bro)
G-Go to the stu' and I let out the pain
Talk to the mic' and I sit back and think (Grrah-grrah, boom)
At the end, I don't who to trust
It's just me and my gun, yeah, I'm ready to dump (Grrah-grrah, boom)
[Verse]
Pour me a cup and I'm sippin' on lean (Grrah, grrah)
I be thinkin' so much, yeah, I don't even think (Grrah-grrah, boom)
All this pain and I really can't heal
I be missin' my brothers this shit hit for real
Grrah, grrah, missin' my brother, this shit hit for real (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Grrah, grrah, I be missin' my brother, this shit hit for real (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Fuck all the opps
Got a hitter who ready to flock (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Try to run up, this shit could get nasty
Don't forget that I'm totin' on Jackie, grrah (Grrah)
On that block, it get risky
Wherе I'm from better tote you a blicky (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Not gon' liе, this the world that we live in (Shh)
In the streets you better tote your Smith & (Grrah-grrah)
Cause' we know that this shit can get wicked
Free all the bros that's locked for the drillin' (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
(Ayy, yo, Eli, what the fuck?)
[Chorus]
At this moment, yeah, I'm hurt (Grrah)
I lost all my brothers, I feel like we cursed (Grrah-grrah)
Four months ago we just lost Notti
Now Edot, this shit feel the worst (On bro)
G-Go to the stu' and I let out the pain
Talk to the mic' and I sit back and think (Grrah-grrah, boom)
At the end, I don't who to trust
It's just me and my gun, yeah, I'm ready to dump (Grrah-grrah, boom)
[Verse]
Pour me a cup and I'm sippin' on lean (Grrah, grrah)
I be thinkin' so much, yeah, I don't even think (Grrah-grrah, boom)
All this pain and I really can't heal
I be missin' my brothers this shit hit for real
Grrah, grrah, missin' my brother, this shit hit for real (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Grrah, grrah, I be missin' my brother, this shit hit for real (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Fuck all the opps
Got a hitter who ready to flock (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Try to run up, this shit could get nasty
Don't forget that I'm totin' on Jackie, grrah (Grrah)
On that block, it get risky
Wherе I'm from better tote you a blicky (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Not gon' liе, this the world that we live in (Shh)
In the streets you better tote your Smith & (Grrah-grrah)
Cause' we know that this shit can get wicked
Free all the bros that's locked for the drillin' (Grrah-grrah, boom)
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