Man im only 25 and i lose so many friends and associates.
Its not normal. So many people i know getting killed
I be feeling like i should do something to help my nikkas thats trapped






Listed to this song six times straight and its still on repeat right now
I know what Meek mean. Future be touching my soul slime
"I grew up in a ruthless ass environment
I’m on the phone with yo, I ask him how the trial went"
"Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up
They tried to infiltrate us and then betrayed us
I told you way before what happened they was hating on us
You know when we was juuging for it they was mad at us
Aye, this a letter for my dogs
How we let the money get between us
How we let these bytches get between us
How we let these nikkas get between us
I got love for all my savages with itchy fingers"


True story and than dirty Spite