(speaking)
Uh... Young Chris... Lost so many homies to this game... Our father
Ride for my niggas
Die for my niggas
Get high with my niggas
Split pies with my niggas
'Til my body get hard, soul touch the sky
'Til my numbers get called and got shut my eyes
Ride...yeah niggas Ride
Verse 1
Is they with my or against me
How these pussies gonna convince me to start and don't follow up
It touch my heart when kids follow us, my mom proud of us
Plus I love the green when in God we trust
My mama's stuck, so you don't care about them killin' her?
And I got beef with them, him, him, or her
You muthafuckas better recognize
And everybody got burners, the first to draw the opposites the next to die
That's how it go, that ain't just how I flow
I still live it nigga that's how I know, in the hood everyday
How you dudes eating good everyday
But mama working but the bills take out food every pay
Got the bitch in her daughter though
Since a ten step, pops did ten since her water broke
That nigga got like a thug, then did a dime
Came home left my moms and did another ten
Chorus:
As I walk through the North of Death
They souls gone but their voices left
They talk to me every chance the get,
I gotta make it for the chance they missed
Shit we all don't get a chance like this
It's hard living homie, more than music
C and Neef dawg who you got us confused with
True shit we 'bout to do it, Neefy don't lose it
Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint
Verse 2
I wake up and ask the Lord to forgive us
'Til I die put my boys over bitches
But I can't put my boys over business, cuz I'd hate to go wild
When soon's I go to trial be my boy as a witness
Shit I'm just another poor with the riches
Trying keep my mama cool, give her more while I living
Rhyming cool, but it ain't what I expected
It's fuck you if you ain't what they expected, they lov
