(Keep yo head up)
I missed Tae Grape call, an hour before he died
He ain't have his pipe what if he called me for mine
Fell back the street code, backdoors and Ricos
Damn i miss Tevo he told me stop slidin'
Pain that im holdin up against more pleasure that im seekin
144 im heaven-sent, but still fighting demons
Hung up my jersey after i put yo shooter down'
The nigga shot up my sprinter, i left his fingers on the ground
Pick em up, and while you down there, pray for a sinner
Pay i drop a 10 on yo dawg hеad that's a kennel
Kriss Vect, Kris Jеnner, He'll chain one of you niggas
Mane im hungry again im stuffin runts up in the swisha'
Im a old young nigga, i ain't totin no switch
Binary trigger on the AR double D's on the tits nigga'
Pound for pound you a O'Z, niggas' want the old me but they don't even know me
(?) By my lonely
Red dot, hit yo dreadlocks til the blood clot
Beatin up the streets, SRT, patrollin the wheel with my
Passenger peace, she fell in love with a shotta bad mon rasta
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