Big Oz on the keyboard and shit I lost a lot, a lot of shit I did and been through I don't even remember cause I was self medicating, poppin xan's, drinking lean and shit, trying to forget But at the end of the day, man I could never really forget it That shit apart of me even when I try as much as I try to It just come back and I don't know if that shit making me stronger or what I really shouldn't even be tryna forget it, but fuck In the trenches with apes, my killas was starving so niggas got ate In this business with all the attention I notice that niggas be fake Give my loved one enough try to show him the way, but it filled him with hate Although I can't relate, they gave me they plate and I filled it with steak Having feminine traits can't go get it honest, they willing to snake I rather respect niggas gangsters up close they see it and take Type of shit that I can't go back to the streets I lost all my faith A whole lot of niggas turn jakes They riding and telling the state They telling the feds all they niggas dead like my niggas ain't (Pussy!) Wanna see me in jail, but they can't it's way too much money I make (Pussy!) And the life that I'm livin' they wish they was livin' they want them a taste Got a stay at my pace I was moving too fast, ain't none to chase Man I lost my lil brother to this shit Before that don't get me wrong, I lost a lot but I feel like it's real gangsters That's what we signed up for he just ain't deserve it Funny thing is though, when I think about it in the deepest way, knowing him, he felt like that's what he signed up for too, anyway possible I rather it be me right there by his side next to him cause I feel like it would've been different And it should've been different, these days, I miss living life based off that G Herbo, Swerv