Young Die Good

Will I be a statistic On my mind As I load beans in extensions Swerving the ave with it on me They won't sleep me I'm gripping I'm woke to the drama Phone ringing Immediate tension Somebody just snuck my round He barely breathe with assistance Speed through the eway Hit the lobby Scene made me sickened Hugging his momma Eyes full of tears And some sniffles Can't make out her statements Couldn't really speak From affliction All I can hear is he gone From her whimpers Oh my god Under whispers Losing control My whole composure Eroded by temper Memories unfolding In my mind As I sit in my simmer We was lions in the jungle Since Nala and Simba Traumatizing Wrapping the thoughts He no longer here with you We burning pipes Back to back Until we scold us a victim And all the while The devil sitting back Watching it trickle Use to be innocent I swear I got caught in the middle I couldn't keep watching Mines die As results being civil I rather go to jail than lay So I'm guarded by pistols Rather be visited than say Long live him lord with him Ands it's cycle Never ending And war only dimmer Cause once we spark This bitch back up We all ending as killers Kings killing kings As the good die young Blood on our crowns Kick our thrones as we hung I seen legends die On the same block Where they from Trying to make it Out of poverty Then tragedy struck What Growing numb with every death I'm barely cracking tears Lately shit been hitting home Wish I could pack my kid My daughter finding guns Every time she at the crib Talking bout she really scared That I won't actually live I can barely give a answer For actions In my mind thinking Do I care bout her if I'm active Cause if I'm gone None to count on Who going raise her up factors I just turned twenty six I need more pages to chapter I just rode by some teddy bears And can candle light action Ballon's flying high They grabbed hands In prayer right after Sitting across the way Lost in a daze in the matter Looking at my future ahead If I don't stray from the cattle Wait It's hitting deeper Than a chopper's penetration My anxiety flaring up I roll a blunt While steading shaking Said a prayer in that instances Telling God please let me make it Lot to live for Lot to die bout Which scale I'm weighing Cause that graveyard Filled with brave hearts Across Adjacent Came to far up out the mud To lay faceless on the pavement Got a talent I could use It can save me before I'm wasted It's no coming back from death It's like cancer In fourth stages Kings killing kings As the good die young Blood on our crowns Kick our thrones as we hung I seen legends die On the same block Where they from Trying to make it Out of poverty Then tragedy struck What