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You my style

Flowers, a funeral service, a kid's in the
It sound so familiar, don't it happen so
The shoot-out shit happens, the read the eulogy
Couldn't help but think 'nigga better you me'
.38 ain't got no safety, that ain't got a name on it
But it's hard to miss when that got a beam on it
First shot, pop off, everybody popping
The glass at the store front, we forgot God was
Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling ''drop
Niggas getting up, better that than a jammed up
His said a few words to her, he was innocent
She might have he did some shit, but never saw no benefits
So in her eyes, mommy's little baby
But he was talking to niggas crazy
In a room of people came to pay their respect
I just came in to get a close look at to check
That nigga dead as a doorknob, as a nail
And my man, tomorrow he get out of jail
ROR, trust me I know the law
Release on own recognizance, that bullshit I'm on it
That's his first taste, I mean his first
Got knocked the strap, but not the one that clapped
This nigga here we got that, yeah
First law in my is show no fear
Him and love was closer than we thought, that nigga in here
Oh shit, in the store, he probably passed him the
These some grimy ass niggas, breed vultures
Trying to come up, still eating roaches
Cookie Crisp, Crunch, breakfast of the champions
Lucky charms, armed, niggas won't clap you in
We watch the side bitch talking like she a bitch
His wifey sat there, preachers weren't saying shit
Right jab, hook, hand full of weave
This type a nigga got to see to believe
bitches acting up in here
Police don't fucking care
Homicides snooping of them, we all with the shit
back from college saying he gon' get who did this shit
He a player nigga, nigga better play ball
You play the wrong niggas we gon' get to letting off
I seen enough, feel like it's time for me to split
Hit the parking lot, where the weed is lit
Twist the cap, pour out a little
All the theatrics, you know, that was my nigga
We all can't win, of us got to lose
Envision a dog barking at a pack of wolves
that's what happened, yeah yeah, that's what happened
He just on and on till niggas started attacking
Acting like he was the only motherfucker

50 bars of pleasure, 50 of pain
When I'm dead and I'm gone niggas will the name
50, yeah

50 bars of pleasure, 50 bars of
When I'm and I'm gone niggas will remember the name
It's 50,