Skurr

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Don't be mad at me streets phased me gradually

Chose the grind but it wasn't all vanity

Court rooms and casualties it all came naturally

Always hoped I change the game for those after me

Gang of broken kids only hope to live

Stick together through this shit so that's what we did

[Verse 2: Bino Rideaux]

I pray all the hundreds keep on coming in

We ain't playin' round with you nigga me and my niggas jumping in

Still passing, baby

Locked my brother up, couldn't face what happened

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Take my slimmer of my weight when I'm in traffic

Made it out the mud I ain't adapted

You ain't really live that struggle you be rappin'

With that forty on my hip like it's in fashion

I just pray my mama love me through the madness

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]

Paint the picture perfect twice as rich as urges

Hurry up and leave the block if you ain't making purchase

It's a long story i've been busy working

Dropped ten tapes and I ain't nick the surface

I like to think I gave the hood a different purpose cause I ain't never seen these type of niggas this encouraged

First seven figures I'll admit to splurging

I admit to breaking down when I spoke at your service

Natural born leader ain't no gettin' nervous

Ain't no planning ain't no thinking we just putting work in

Hunnid thousand cash make you feel important

Break bread with your team then you feel extorted

Gotta get that out your heart cause we can't afford it

Gave your word and a plan aboard it

Always plan a fortune, get my people out this land of corpses

Nipseyno young legends out of California

[Verse 4: Bino Rideaux]

I'm tryna prove it

I'm getting better shit I'm so proven

I swear I still remember we we're losing

No girl but what we didn't make it through it

Real niggas feel the pain in the music

If you went and got it out that mud dawg I'm with you

I was playin keep away from my plug got my issue

If they catch me pour mud at my vigil

Ball hard I can't give her game but I was true to her

Lil brother yea those neighbors they gon' do to em

I might put on my chains on at the funeral

They come kill a nigga they make it look beautiful

My mama ain't too real living

Them drugs got side-effects they make it hard  to deal with me

If I'm eating then my brother sharing meals with me yeah yeah