9:55 (feat. Jayskee Dareelis)

Staring at your body, wonder where your soul at The good die young, we was always told that Every day I miss you, I wish you could know that And every night I'm dreaming I wish I could go back Back when we really was Tryna get it all couldn't get enough Back when we was trippin off city love Wish you can hit the bitches you ain't get to f*ck You was calling my phone I wasn't picking up I was too busy always in a rush But at that time I never pictured us Ever falling down and not getting up Gotta get you up, I needed you to pull through Told me go and level up but it was hard to Told me get myself together I ain't argue So I know when I'm shining bro that's all you I said that's all All you, all you Casket drop shed a tear I ain't go but everybody went that was never there Truth be told use to keep a pole see I'm never scared Ten toes wearing out my soles walking everywhere Heart froze man that shit was cold like it's February Money low need Manute Bol stacks everywhere Niggas roll they ain't on go they forever scared Niggas bold stealing my clothes I ain't never wear Clothes I ain't ever Hoes they can go I dont know if they ever cared Niggas sell they souls for some Os hope the check clear Niggas do you foul for some stripes need the refs here Ten left in a 30 clip hold the rest there Right in your fucking head Niggas only showing love to niggas when they fucking dead Crazy that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread Don't play about family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids I don't play about family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids Nigga that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread Niggas only showing love to niggas when they fucking dead Crazy that's ya homie he gone kill you for some fucking bread Playing with my family bitch I kill you for my fucking kids Counting euros while I side step Hanging on the strip, my main bitch making side bets Bloods out the south, the Pirus had the Pyrex Niggas making fortunes off of shit that they ain't tried yet Going off the rails, he seen hell, but they ain't slide yet Seen a body hanging out the bag like a kayak Couple hair triggers were pulled, they ain't died yet Couple little niggas were flown, they ain't fly Paying bails with them bonds, stocks have only gotten worse Rich brick talk, taught him how to kill a mockingbird Leading his own gang, at some point you gotta flip shit Called his big homie, let him know he need some big shit Plateful of food, means sometimes they'll never tip shit No order in them courts, they go wherever the ship meant They go wherever the ship meant You can hear a pin drop, still gotta address it You can hear the flow, and still tell me it's progressive You can shine bright and still show me your projections You can drown this bottle out until you get the message You can owe G's, you still gotta respect em You can't cop pleas and go expecting some protection Real niggas know that we out here giving lessons When your life's in the streets, it's gone in any second We know