god forgives and i don t aye ghetto dreams of being richer broke and with money wrote my songs and my scriptures then i got to thinkin damn i miss my nigga if you ever lost somebody then say r i p my nigga real nigga die fake nigga went to jail ain t no balance i need murder on that scale i wanna say more but the people on my trial i gotta be cautious while i m prepping for this trial i sat for two months they wouldn t give ur boy a bail i sat for two months they couldn t get your boy to tell said something he ain t my dog that s a opp that nigga went to court started talking like a cop 9 1 1 niggas but they not even fake friends left troy went i was shot why these niggas ain t put in pain went i was locked why these niggas leave me to take on these glocks ghetto dreams of being richer broke and with money wrote my songs and my scriptures then i got to thinkin damn i miss my nigga if you ever lost somebody then say r i p my nigga trife lame wanskta actin like a real brother but banga ain t really fuck with cha word to my mother we had real talks went his case was getting caught he asked for bail he said you was moral support you seen assanova at the summer jam facts you said who did it he said man it wasn t me it was but he s a rat and fuck boy runnin its proven i should let it happen when banga bout to boom him boom boom nigga you been on my dick using my ad libs asking me to take up a flick you was right there when i was taking the grip asking murda why he ain t help why you ain t help bitch you a pussy and niggas was fucking ya bitch she left and took the baby cuz you ain t have no chips put you on and you took the bitch back and when you fall off i guarantee she fall back sucka you remind me of that hovain clown his baby mom fuck that the nigga that work at food town he beat up in the middle of her sleep all because she got a text from produce pete he said how this dick was i fucked you better than ya man 400 pounds on her neck choke slam damn right in front of the kids i mean its only one bedroom where y all niggas live is you mad that i got 6 i said let s go half and buy lito a drop 6 and he just laughed i said bro what s so funny he said fuck him that nigga ain t make us no money  ghetto dreams of being richer broke and with money wrote my songs and my scriptures then i got to thinkin damn i miss my nigga if you ever lost somebody then say r i p my nigga 1