Texty:
Family Victims Friends

It's just that little shred of doubt you choose, that something I left out you use to get your way because you say "you didn't spell it out". Or the simple

niggas something You can be anything in this World that you want, except for my downfall. Check this [Verse 2] Ia??m a victim of society circumstance or just feelings was a nigga victimized

came from my enemy-friend Who said family don't bend, we stay silent till the end Now who would think that your best friend Would be your worst enemy

the nigga fast Yeah, that motherfuckin' snake in the grass We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a family

stroke of love Take a little time, check yourself To live the life you're praying for Just be true to yourself Everybody wants to be your friend If

I just keep drinking the poison and smoking the cartons A pack and a half a day So when time comes to claim me My friends and my family will gather around

let these ghetto streets get you, Precious Was the victim, from a dime to a nickel Hopin' God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar

memories of monsters grip the sink blood rushing out my nostrils, I'm thinking about the pain that I've inflicted entering the world of shame become a victim

optimistic When your homies lying dead on the pavement twisted Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm trying hard to make amends But I'm losing all my muthafuckin friends