Yeah, I'm here once again, baby
Uh, on the track, on the verse
Uh, yo, uh
Coming up with schemes and
chasing street dreams
And then some niggas lie
to separate families
Paid the cost to be the boss
But not everybody could take the loss
But it ain't about the fun,
it's about the comeback
When you down and out, baby,
don't forget that
Everybody loves a winner
Uh, uh, don't forget me, I'm a sinner
You know I've been through some things
But
I'ma go still, live my dreams
A little motivation will take you far
A little grind and you'll shine like a star
Risk taker in a risky business
So what?
I'ma go out and get it
And I did it, there's no turning back
My future is moving forward,
my past is on my back
I repeat to my dawgs that's daddy gone
It's a matter to those that
ain't coming home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
I repeat to my dawgs that's daddy gone
It's a matter to those that
ain't coming home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
Some of us get a second chance
While some others we'll never see again
He got life and he is dead
Maybe you hear voices in your head
But
I'ma represent like they right by my side
I'm on board with the clique,
I'm gon' ride
Learn from my mistakes,
tomorrow I will be better
Never give up and never say never
The system ain't playing that either
I'ma gain that opportunity, pass me by
I'ma own it, like white on rice
Prosecuted, tried to take my life
Uh, this is payback and it ain't over
I'm giving them headaches
like they gotta hang over
You tried to shit, I'm a good man
But, bitch, still I stay
R .I .P. to my dawgs that's
dead and gone
Here's a letter to those
that ain't comin' home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
R .I .P. to my dawgs that's
dead and gone
Here's a letter to those that
ain't comin' home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
When you get out, stay focused, man
One day at a time, stick to your plan
Three strikes, you're out,
don't forget that I know the water can't wait for you to come back
Pursing is a business,
them bastards is getting paid
Pitch me rolling this bone, wearing
Gucci shades
I know you want me in the
penitentiary
But baby,
God's got better plans for me
All I beat to my dawgs
that's dead and gone
Is a letter to those that ain't coming home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
All I beat to my dawgs
that's dead and gone
Is a letter to those that ain't coming home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up
But you got to keep your head up
All I beat to my dawgs
that's dead and gone
Is a letter to those that ain't coming home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up,
but you got to keep your head up
All I can tell my dawgs is
that it ain't gone
Doesn't matter to those that
ain't comin' home
My nigga, I know it's fucked up,
but you got to keep your head up
Shout out to all my dawgs still locked
up, you know what sayin'?
I y 'all, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin'?
We gotta get out this way