R.I.P

You never know when, but life changes, And no matter what, stick to the basics, You’re going to get lost in the dreams that you’re chasing, You just got to stay focused, don’t get complacent, Everybody has morals it depends how your parents raised you, And no matter how much you grow up and change, You’ll be the same dude, That’s a scientific fact and experience, And don’t let people judge you by appearance, Cuzz that doesn’t matter, What’s in your soul will be climbing up the latter, I watched my homies scattered like their futures don’t matter, Chasing money, I see the pain that their going through, Doing things they never really wanted to, I hate to see my people – Struggling, Struggling, Suffering, Suffering, Hustling, Hustling, Damn, what’s up with them? Don’t they know that selling drugs is just a trap? And I know they only do it just to pick up on the slack, Yes, the money comes easy, but getting caught up in the act? And I know they are reckless, just because they all are strapped, And none of them will ever hesitate to shoot back, I just want to know what happens when the bullets are flying back, I’ll see you at the funeral, funeral – x3 You can catch me at the funeral. I’ll see you at the funeral, funeral – x3 You can catch me at the funeral. If I could go back and changed what happened, I would have warned you about this life your living, Now you’re never, now you’re never, now you’re never coming back x3 No You're never coming back.

Damn... R.I.P