Why

First thing I wanna say is may you rest in peace
I hope the parish feeling this soon as this shit release
I'm ready to eat
I had this vision since seventeen
On the way to see success that they thought never could be
On the way to reaching heights they thinking that I can't reach
They ain't listen to me then but I bet they hear me on beats
We ain't selling drugs but we putting hot shit on the streets
Like the end of summertime we always dropping the heat
No time for breaks, gotta keep this shit in rhythm
Even though it's been a year still can't believe you were a victim
Lord bless Miss Denise and I know that she forgive him
But she lost her little brother that nigga ain't have to kill him
My condolences go to my niggas Preaux and Mykel
When you lose someone that's close that shit hit deeper than wells
We all got a story to tell and when that story end you either go to heaven or hell
But the story is yours it's up to you how you write it
That's why erasers on the pencil just in case you don't like it
It's your show but be careful about who you inviting
Be mindful of your audience some of em won't like you
As long as I wake up Ima grind today
Best believe that Ima make it Ima find a way
Let em know that I ain't playing I got time today
I spit that real shit, nigga ain't got time for fake
The sky's the limit, long as I'm blessed then I'm winning
This only the beginning, so that mean I'm far from finished
I'm starving in this bitch, I'm hungry as fuck to say the least
That's by any means this one dedicated to Chief so let's eat

I keep my eyes peeled
You not being here fuck with my mind still
Not a day go by I wouldn't look to sky and wonder whyyy
Real niggas dies before them pussy niggas die
And I still wonder why you ain't around
Why you went down
Whole lotta why's and you still not around
Even though your life was taken bro the hype ain't die down
And I know you watching over me just like an iCloud



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Writer(s): Cameron Trask
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