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Damn, I had to write this song
I really miss you, dawg, you really gone
I'm still lookin' at the texts in my phone
How you let these n***as take your soul?
We gon' hunt 'em down, I want these n***as' head
I'm my brother's keeper, I stand on what I said
You don't play for keeps, I don't know how you play
Hear your voice right now, you want these n***as dead

Can't see my dawgs again because they RIP
Earl, Flock, I miss Trayon, was thuggin' in them C's
Forever on, it ain't no peace until them n***as bleed
Where I'm from, I'm like Hov, I'm the one they need
I got n***as workin' cards, they can't even read
All thе sh*t we doin' now, wish that you could see
I come from a place whеre you bold you leave your weapon
I be with them n***as bitin' down, real steppers
I be with them n***as, real-life gorillas
N***as that be really shootin' shots, Damian Lillard
Just 'cause you got a gun, that don't turn you to a killer
Neighborhood hero, but we looked up to the villains (To the villains)

Damn, I had to write this song
I really miss you, dawg, you really gone
I'm still lookin' at the texts in my phone
How you let these n***as take your soul?
We gon' hunt 'em down, I want these n***as' head
I'm my brother's keeper, I stand on what I said
You don't play for keeps, I don't know how you play
Hear your voice right now, you want these n***as dead
They told me only time will tell, so I bought a Rollie
Free Fatboy Reg, n***a, free Tony
I got shooters, I just pray that they don't switch on me
I can buy a couple bodies, just don't snitch on me
Yeah, yeah, when the smoke clears I'll be still right here
This ain't happened overnight, this sh*t took a couple years
All the blood, sweat and tears, but we ain't givin' up
He died for that chain and that Rollie, ain't wanna give it up
That's why I keep Bang with me and I keep thang with me
Ain't nobody change on me, all my n***as change with me
That was part of the plan, it get hard, understand?
If your heart wasn't in it, that turn a boy to a man, ayy, yeah-yeah

Damn, I had to write this song
I really miss you, dawg, you really gone
I'm still lookin' at the texts in my phone
How you let these n***as take your soul?
We gon' hunt 'em down, I want these n***as' head
I'm my brother's keeper, I stand on what I said
You don't play for keeps, I don't know how you play
Hear your voice right now, you want these n***as dead