[Verse 1: BJ The Chicago Kid]
First Imma start with my nigga Al Mac
The first real nigga I lost
Even though he used to gang bang
Would never live to see his chain swing
But that's the Jesus piece loss
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of braids
Braided by his girl Leecy
Went to Simeon, nigga had game kinda cold
Never kill the soul
So we never had a problem with thinking this ever getting known
Living life like it never would happen
Shit, niggas dying like life really going full circle
Thought we was gonna live to see it all
Till that day that he died on a head-on collision with a motorcycle
[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid]
It's true, cool niggas die too
Yeah nigga, It's true, cool niggas die too
It could happen to me, it could happen to you
But yeah It's true
[Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid]
I met Jamico when I went to high-school
They stayed around the corner but shit, I never knew
Me and Kisel Ken in the basement playing drums, making music
While she fussy yelling down the stairs
“I’m on the phone you losers!”
I remember late for school every morning thirsty for that mickey d's
When I know when the death of a mother matured him very quickly
So we go fast forward school graduated
Went to college got married
They had a pretty little girl but the world couldn't make her tardy
He died from a seizure at her daughter's birthday party
First Imma start with my nigga Al Mac
The first real nigga I lost
Even though he used to gang bang
Would never live to see his chain swing
But that's the Jesus piece loss
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of braids
Braided by his girl Leecy
Went to Simeon, nigga had game kinda cold
Never kill the soul
So we never had a problem with thinking this ever getting known
Living life like it never would happen
Shit, niggas dying like life really going full circle
Thought we was gonna live to see it all
Till that day that he died on a head-on collision with a motorcycle
[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid]
It's true, cool niggas die too
Yeah nigga, It's true, cool niggas die too
It could happen to me, it could happen to you
But yeah It's true
[Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid]
I met Jamico when I went to high-school
They stayed around the corner but shit, I never knew
Me and Kisel Ken in the basement playing drums, making music
While she fussy yelling down the stairs
“I’m on the phone you losers!”
I remember late for school every morning thirsty for that mickey d's
When I know when the death of a mother matured him very quickly
So we go fast forward school graduated
Went to college got married
They had a pretty little girl but the world couldn't make her tardy
He died from a seizure at her daughter's birthday party
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