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He was a strong killer
He was a shot caller

Nobody stopping him
Nobody stopping him

How the fuck do he get out of the shit he's in
Money drugs blood power is what shit he's in

He don't mind as long as he has his friend
He don't mind as long as he has his friend

It all started he was younger couldn't believe his eyes
Because he saw his nigga get shot off man his nigga died
How could this happen man he got all of these tears in his eyes
But he wasn't the only nigga that saw all of these tears in his eyes
He started running
Who is this nigga tell me where did he come from
You better run little nigga cuz these niggas are not dumb
He too young and they already taken your cuz
He older now and he coming back for blood
And With a Glock 27 and a Smith Wesson
We double down you should've never killed my friend
Please tell me
Have you learned your lesson
This was my brother, my nigga, my shooter, my mother fucking evil twin
He went on back he got on home he said I can't believe this man
With tears in his eyes rolling down
His face man they just shot his friend
They killed my nigga
With imagine thoughts in his mind what kind of shit was he in

He don't give a fuck he gonna to end up
Killing them Niggas when he seen 'em again
Blaow
He called his niggas gave description they won't be involved
They not his niggas they acting different
Won't answer any of his calls
So he got on his bike and tried to pull up at these niggas house
But the nigga that killed his nigga was sitting on their fucking couch
OH
Now he don't know who the fuck trust anymore
These niggas killed his bro that was supposed to be his fucking bro
His heart went black and super dark and cold
He stopped that bitch from writing
In that book that ain't all that she wrote
Now he grown up it was a solo mission
Found him guy to give him a gun without a license
Found that nigga that shot his blood
Pulled up on that nigga and said what's up cuz
Who is this nigga tell me where did he come from
You better run little nigga cuz these niggas are not dumb
He too young and they already taken your cuz
He older now and he coming back for blood
And With a Glock 27 and a smith Wesson
We double down you should've never killed my friend
Please tell me
Have you learned your lesson
This was my brother, my nigga, my shooter, my mother fucking evil twin
Pop pop pop
He shot that nigga no hesitation giving him a chance to explain
His body fell down you can see his open fucking brain
Skrrrrt
His niggas pulled up you can see he had nowhere to escape
He tried to shoot them but they knocked that nigga on his face
They held him down nowhere to escape until that big homie came
That Nigga was swole he came in there with a snake on top of his cane
Lil youngin told him date and time and description of that man
That nigga said man you got the wrong nigga it wasn't him
Daaammnn
Now big homie got dollar signs in his eyes
He said let youngin up we about to make money off this child
He said lil Nigga till my nigga wake up from his sleep
You ain't got no fucking life because it belongs to me

Daaammnn Now he over here and he slanging drugs
Money, power, girls, and all of these guns
He don't mind as long as he has his cuz
Trying to get out man it's going to cost blood
Who is this nigga tell me where did he come from
You better run little nigga cuz these niggas are not dumb
He too young and they already taken your cuz
He older now and he coming back for blood
And With a Glock 27 and a smith Wesson

We double down you should've never killed my friend

Please tell me
Have you learned your lesson

This was my brother, my nigga, my shooter, my
Mother fucking evil twin

Part two coming out soon
This is what you wanted me to write right?
This is what you wanted me to write right?
Right?
This is what you wanted me to write right?
These songs don't even belong to me anymore