(Dee B you got that heat, you gat that heat, you gat that heat)
(Out the window)
Yeah, tryna numb the pain, I keep putting drugs into my body
How the fuck my nigga's doing time without no watches
Why the fuck did slim have to die before I made it big?
If I was Kyrie Irving I still don't think I can shake this shit
Like JJ think 'bout all the good times
The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time
He feel like Rondo, he been down for a good nine
We in the streets like bad traffic, got us all stuck
His homie free but that's the one who set it all up
Lil Joe got murdered, he gon' bag him up like Roxy's
We setting trends, we might start selling some couches
Wanna come 'round my chain, fuck around and get your dogs hit
1600 promise i'ma get us all rich
I know heaven got a phone, but Fred ain't call yet
I get in my feelings, wanna take off on a nigga like offset
Hope he got insurance cause we gonna smash him like a car wreck
I wasn't there when Slim died, I'm telling you I'm sorry
Said I was trafficking, told the judge I got a thing for codeine
My cousin was robbing, got sentenced twenty years when he was 18
Fred just got killed, how many bullets hit him, they said 18
Loaded all my clips, I'm doing anything but praying
If he black right off the bat, it's like he guilty
If I commit suicide, at least a real nigga had killed me
I think about Duke, I close my eyes and see you smiling
I seen him lifeless, watch them put the sheets on his body
Fred wanted to do right, died with a tweak card in his pocket
Yes, I'm depressed, I'm feeling down, so don't even ask
Want to see slim for one last time
Let me remind you, he had a closed casket
Tryna numb the pain, I keep putting drugs into my body
How the fuck my nigga's doing time without no watches
Why the fuck did slim have to die before I made it big?
If I was Kyrie Irving I still don't think I can shake this shit
Like JJ think 'bout all the good times
The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time
He feel like Rondo, he been down for a good nine
We in the streets like bad traffic, got us all stuck
His homie free but that's the one who set it all up
Like JJ think 'bout all the good times
The judge lied they said he'd be home off a good time
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