Tribute Joey Trap

[Intro]
Akachi in this mother fucker

[Verse 1]
First things first, rest in peace to Pop Smoke, my nigga
The violence don't stop, my nigga
They always tryna take my niggas
Rest in peace my bros, my hitters
Huh, rest in peace to Kobe Bryant, we might need a moment of silence
If we wanna keep it poppin', then we gotta quit the violence
This for the real niggas that done died, my nigga
Rest in peace Juice WRLD, my nigga
Rest in peace Nipsey Hussle, my nigga
Rest in peace to more names, go figure
Young nigga just chasin' up digits
Had to go up to the bank, go flip it
Keep it worried 'bout the money, stop trippin'
Gotta get it on your own, stop simpin'
Uh, yeah, you need to get a lil cup by yourself
Me, I just chill in the cut by myself
I checked my trophies look clean in my shelf
Champ, woah, uh
But they wanna start it with a young nigga
So I gotta keep it on a young nigga
Startin' all these problems with these young niggas uh
Shit, uh
I don't wanna do it to 'em, baby
Niggas really know a nigga crazy
Nigga might just pull up and erase 'em
Wait, yeah
Can't you see this shit is like a cycle?
Maybe use your fists and not a rifle
Livin' like a Thriller, I'm Michael
Yeah, the feds tryna take them pictures
We gotta start doin' shit different