Sh!t Goes Bad

It ain't no time for me to mourn, cause life just move the fastest
Some days life could be the greatest, other days the trashest
I'm gon' keep fightin' till the end, cause I still feel like Cassius
Dusk 'til dawn, ash to ashes
I'm fightin' till I'm
Dusk 'til dawn, ash to ashes

Shit go bad, shit go bad, shit go bad, shit go bad, shit go bad, but I'm still in my bag
Cold winter rainstormin',
it get cold when them chains on me
And it get cold on top that mountain, so I remain lonely
And I can't hang on my day ones, cause them boys changed on me
I feel like Cameron, I play games and I got pain on me
Bros I went half with everyday, them ain't the same homies
Nowadays might go full for half, so we remain homies
And that's so we remain homies

I've been the closest with lil' Biggs, and that's since we was kids
To Mike and Ky we looked up big, so we gon' make it big
I pray to God they let me live, and Brodie duck them bids
I remember Cakey, Kai, and Day, man them my co-defendants
I'd be in jail until this day, if they would've told the business
I'd be in jail until this day, if I would've had a witness
But I can't have no witness
I've been hanging around them solid boys since I was
That's like when WWF had changed to WE
That's when I realized it's two I's
But we was playing we
We was playing wii
He on that car, I'm on that car
But broski let it be
Hey, I'm like cous what's cracking
Bro like bro what's bracking
Me and bro 2 cold assassins
We bag shit like dash's
Don't give no fucks, we tryna cash in
Fuck it, beat that back end
She want me, smack it from the back
Like fuck it, beat that back hand
I told her, open up that spine
Like fuck it, beat that back in
Turn the beat off
Why the heat off
Okay, beat that back in
Me and bro ski we had fell off
Oh, But now we back kin
Ayy, okay, okay
But now we back kin

My Georgia bitch, she like yes, yes
My French bitch like oui, oui
My Spanish bitch, she like si, si
My turn to bitch, ski, ski
St. Louis bitch, she on that shit
She talking bout skeeyee
I need a hunnid billion cash
I feel like fuck VVs
I get to flirting, she get wet
I'm feeling like lil veeze
I get to throwing out CCs and hearing LOVs
I get to smoking on that scotti
shit start make me wheeze
I never thought I'd make it out
But I did that with ease
This shit been written for Lil' Chris
but that's since adam and eve
Sometimes got questions for my faith
Like what do you believe
Chop got a box for every 50
Like the Jubilee
I feel like Floyd when he got killed
Like nigga, let me breathe
The beat like let me breathe
Mmm
Mmm
And I can't go like Martin Luther
Can't go out with peace
Mmm
Fuck that shit
I keep my peace