[Intro]
Young Playa
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(This one right here is for)
Heyy
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(Kato, Mental)
Heyy
(To all the dead niggas that passed away)
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(I told ya I wouldn't forget about you)
Heyy
(Do a verse for 'em)
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
[Hook]
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
[Verse 1]
Travel through my mind, am I blind it's a shame
Young brothas gettin murdered, straight took out the game
As I sit here puffin' on a cigarette
You gotta be ready, you never know who's plottin' on a niggas death
'Cause these are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck motherfucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggas but nary motherfucker down to watch your back
These are the bitch made niggas, you been played nigga
While you starvin' and broke they pullin' six figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow!
Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin' on this Hennessey
Tell me, do you feel me?
Heyyy, I have no remorse
As I take another sip of my liquor, I spit my sick thoughts, hehehe
Young Playa
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(This one right here is for)
Heyy
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(Kato, Mental)
Heyy
(To all the dead niggas that passed away)
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
(I told ya I wouldn't forget about you)
Heyy
(Do a verse for 'em)
Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
[Hook]
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
[Verse 1]
Travel through my mind, am I blind it's a shame
Young brothas gettin murdered, straight took out the game
As I sit here puffin' on a cigarette
You gotta be ready, you never know who's plottin' on a niggas death
'Cause these are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck motherfucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggas but nary motherfucker down to watch your back
These are the bitch made niggas, you been played nigga
While you starvin' and broke they pullin' six figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow!
Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin' on this Hennessey
Tell me, do you feel me?
Heyyy, I have no remorse
As I take another sip of my liquor, I spit my sick thoughts, hehehe
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