Story

Yeah, Uh Let me tell you about a young nigga, been through it all And let me tell you about a dumb nigga, witness his fall Both had similar beginings, both was getting involved But both couldn't be different how they finished it off See to start with the first nigga, name was Raymond Drug dealer, dope boy damn his chain was hanging Drove a Lex, bitches Hex (?) Did his thang from slanging Plus a nigga kept his steel and his range was stainless Move rocks from 9-1 til 2002 Vegas Nights going crazy even found him a boo Hit the club 50 deep, was surrounded with troops Never lacked ( ... ) (....) to you, Everything was well plotted Planned it all in advance, got fronted his first brick Started off with a chance, put his homeboy on, watch who you calling ya mans. Cause niggas snakes tell the jakes(?) til it fall out of his hands Watch the jealous niggas too Yeah the ones with greed The ones who watched you starve The ones you feed The ones you always give but always need You gotta.. cut them off and watch them bleed And these are all wise words, these are laws of power Never listen to the words from the jaws of cowards Cuz these niggas tell lies that are as tall as towers Where the weak dont eat and the small devoured You see Raymond learned these things in the earliest stage From ATL to New York, Niggas heard of his rage He growing mad with dollars, gucci collar, fendi , prada Nigga fall in love with designer Blowing cash real fast, never building a savings Start to hit a couple licks, even steal from the Haitians Coming back on top, making bills and them payments But its only temporary, brother killed on the pavement Now his eyes is open, growing wiser, start to stack his bread, a soul survivor But his karma coming bold and proper Heres the key to the safe what he told Elijah Remember what i said before, watch who you calling your brother The same niggas that you trusted make you fall in the gutter Elijah had his own plan, he wasn't a grown man, traded stocks with the enemy, robbed his own (...)? Called Raymond, crying and pleading, couldn't believe him Stole from his own homie, damn.. Really deceived him But nah Raymond not mad, that nigga calm and collective Kicked Elijah out the gang, took his charm and his necklace See he thought Raymond was lacking, but was given a test But he failed.. two shots and got hit in his vest We dont tolerate the rats, we get'n rid of the pest Had to sacrifice, the brooks life, legitimate chest Thats how you gotta approach it, we never hide and we focus But we posted on the block like Thompson & Bogut See he tryna get out the game and have a early retirement Wasted talent but he's just a product of his environment Not to mention the tension, visits (?) is getting so tiring Knowing he could be next, his brother's death is inspiring (?) Time expiring, quickly gotta think of a plan Cause feds tapping , kidnapping getting linked to his camp Niggas banging on the door, notice the blink and the lamps They was plotting and scheming, yeah the robbers and demons And everyday is someone thats on his property gleamin But you know his AK is always properly beamin Tired of living this shit and straight sick of this life Plus he a grown man now, he got a kid and a wife And had a lil rough start but now he getting it right Signs from god overbearing, peep the flickering lights So he saved a lump some, still collecting his royalty Know the game is so fake and niggas they lack loyalty In chains called the cop? more important his lawyer fees The livestyle he living it is getting so spoiling So he had to man up, start making his boss move Invest in yourself cause dawg thats all you He used to play with steel and using the raw tools But he left the crack game and went in to law school