Old Age

Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range
Until you've lost ya lil brother you don't know pain
Can't keep taking all these L's like I get no gains
Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range
Until you've lost ya lil brother you don't know pain
Can't keep taking all these L's like I get no gains

The glitz and glam
Attract us closer to the streetz and grams
They got them chopsticks and oowops
You can keep ya hands
My lil niggas keep 2 glocks cause they cheating man
And stay far away
If you wan see ya fam
Cause they be lurking searching
Ready for they opps to slip
And you can't wipe the gleet off when that choppa spit
And not even for rewards got em' taking risks
It got me using no hands and when I take a piss
My head always on the swivel or the opposite
Spot the opps fcuk a watch you know what time it is
The streets got my niggas hypnotized
Take a walk in my shoes I need a different size
Man I'm tired of the teary eyes mystified
To my friends dead and gone
Who gon kiss they moms
With one last wish I wanna hug my guys
They know my heart I express it cause I'm a thug inside
Once you break through that layer
Bae we teddy bears
But don't get it fcuked up
Cause we very serious

Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range
Until you've lost ya lil brother you don't know pain
Can't keep taking all these L's like I get no gains
Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range

Lost my oldest brother
And my lil brother
To the streets nigga
I can't feel nothing
Wanna grab me a new hammer and go kill something
Wanna grab me a big choppa and go drill something
Uh
Foot on the gas
Making me mad
Kinda hard to forgive
Holding my breath
Cause if I do crash
Who gon hold on to my spirit
Who gon be there for my niggas
It's tough enough as it is
Toughen up
Shake it off
We wasn't in tune with our feelings

Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range
Until you've lost ya lil brother you don't know pain
Can't keep taking all these L's like I get no gains
Niggas round my way don't die from old age
They get hit up with that thang close range
Until you've lost ya lil brother you don't know pain
Can't keep taking all these L's like I get no gains



Credits
Writer(s): Barbara Lahr, W. C. Williams
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