Astro SZN

This is a story about, a young nigga who was
Tryna make his way out, but he ain't get too far cause
Niggas plotted on him, mama prayed to Yeshua
And people say he hung wit savages they never knew of
He had a best friend, his best friend was wild
He never met his father and he was an only child
The block raised him up and they kill to reconcile
He was a Shorty but he helped em make the bodies pile
Now the first boy was super meek and never street
His homie dead broke, he rob and steal that's how he eat
But the first nigga offered help like every week
He say it's cool I grind and hustle
I can never sleep
Now fast forward they in high school and shit was solid
His homie deep into that shit
He saying fuck a college
He knew his friend was super smart and was so full of knowledge
But the gang was all he knew and it was never stoppage
Shorty had a dream, wanted to make it out
But when he talk about the next step, his homie pout
That energy a throw you off, the jealousy is sprout
But how you mad cause he want better so he won't crash out
The kid just brushed it off, he stuck beside his friend
But little did he know his homie had some other plans
He ain't wanna be alone, so he gone drag em in
He wanna sacrifice the brotherhood for dead ends
Now it's a late one night, the block hot, them niggas sliding
Guns in hands, masks on, 6 deep, tinted, riding
Shots blowing, opps runnin, niggas falling, limbs tearing
Standing over one nigga, face shots, dead man
Hands numb, body cold, sharp pain in his soul
Now he in the house pacing, crying out, mental in a loophole
Homie call 'em, checking in
You good gang
It took a toll
He blew his first pole, he in shock, he losing all his self control

Now it's two weeks later, they not talking much
His friend ain't been at school, it's like he didn't give a fuck
This man was traumatized, his heart beats was in a rush
He was loyal but he never wanted guns to clutch
He needed answers so he pop up at his homie crib
Why you put me in this shit
I got a life to live
He had a scholarship and dreams was in that mind of his
His homie quiet tryna hear what his prospective is
His friend finally stand up to say the boldest thing
Right before he start to talk, his cell phone ring
He hang up and say let's go somewhere to figure things
He super anxious cause he don't know what this night could bring
They at a spot in the cut, and they walking now
You been my Dawg since day one, since we was juvenile
I took you with me on a drill to see my lifestyle
It's all I know, and since we did that, we relate more now
You put my life onna line for some clarity
Naw I had you slide wimme so you'd be there for me
I held you down regardless gang, I showed sincerity
But you sacrificed our bond out of disparity
Shit, he had to cut ties, its fucked up, at home he cried
He lost his best friend cause of selfishness and street pride
He let the gang convince him that his homie wouldn't ride
But whole time he was the only one by his side
Now his best friend into it wit the whole block
But he a top shotta nigga, he can't be a opp
The gang tell em stick with it or his boy get shot
A week later shorty died and his casket dropped



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Writer(s): Fredrick Johnson Jr.
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