Intro (Fallen Souls)

R.I.P. AC I miss my nigga Rell My nigga Scooter died East Cleveland took a L They told me granny gone I took it hard as hell They told me Squirrel got killed The streets is cold as hell I thought niggas was with me But now it's hard to tell I can't trust a soul I barely trust myself All my niggas gone I hope there's no one else I come from a hood Where there's no NFL And there's no NBA And niggas do not play And niggas learn to shoot It ain't no catch a fade Where niggas wanna leave But some how forced to stay where niggas leave they house And hope they come back safe You switched up on your nigga The streets you a disgrace I come from East Cleveland It's like no other place But niggas don't have shit All they got is faith My nigga go to court, I hope he beat this case But I'ma write him if he don't I'ma keep it real Cause most these niggas won't My daughter turned 15 Shit she practically grown I remember being the age I was all on my own Talking to a bitch Fell asleep on the phone Being a real nigga, only thing I condone I'm playing 2-3, nigga I'm in the zone ghost, ghost, ghost Bitch that mean that I'm gone I can show you shit That you never seen before My nigga lost his life Wish I never seen him go I can show you shit That you never seen before I can show you shit That you never seen before I can show you shit That you never seen before My nigga lost his life Wish I never seen him go I can show you shit That you never seen before I can show you shit That you never seen before