it's on me
but still im having memories of high speed
when the cops crash
as i laugh pushing the gas
while my glock blast
we was young and we was dumb but we had heart
in the dark will we survive through the bad parts
many dreams is what i had
and plenty wishes
no hesitation in extermination of these snitches
envious bitches they still continue to purse me
a couple movies now the hole worlds trying to screw me
even the cops trying to sue
so what can i do
but stay true
sippin twenty two's of brew
and now the media is trying to test me
got the prest asking question
trying to stress me
missery is all i see
that my mind state
my history with the police's shake the crime rate
my main man had two strikes
slip got arrested and flipped
he sreamed THUG LIFE and empty a clip
got shot runnin from the police