Missing folks

I can't be ya, I can't be with ya, ayy Baby say I'm out, I can't be lil Look, I can't be your bae, baby just get out my way I been runnin' tracks, I do this shit like every day Make a song, I make a play, you know we droppin' bodies I got niggas in a box and I ain't talkin' Roddy I got niggas do them drills, I ain't talkin' killin If you lost a brother, you know how I feel I can't really get up there, but most days I'ma chill I took so many L's and turned it into skills Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold on, stop Gotta make some guap for all my people, boy, you know I ain't flop I came from a place where it's too late for it, you know the bodies dropped Yeah, clean them up, I ain't talkin' no mop Baby, I can let you go, I know you is a thot I been on my way, on my own, on my block I ain't talkin' Jamal , but you know we keep it glock Hold on, pull up at nine, baby, I'm cannot waste no time Hey, I know you is fine, but you ain't aged like wine I know you don't understand, but you ain't reachin' my maturity Yeah, that's why I like to stay in the house just like how Cory be And still they try to reveal some things that ain't never happen I'm sick and tired, all y'all niggas laughin' while y'all cappin But when I had enough and I took out, you ask what happened But I ain't tryna make no problems, baby, it just happen Sometimes I get too tired of my pain I swear to God I ain't never been the same Since I saw my big brother slayin On gang, on gang Yeah, since I saw him slayin Don't play with your life, baby, this is not a game Rest in peace, T-Munna, nigga