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How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left But life goes on How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left But life goes on As I bail through tha empty halls Breath stinkin' in my drawls Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall? Raised as G's, Loc'ed out and blazed the weed Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me Two in the morning and we still high assed out Screamin thug till I die before I passed out But now that you are gone, I'm in the zone Thinkin' I don't wanna die all alone but now ya gone And all I got left are stinkin' memories I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessey While tryin' to make it last I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed 'Cause life goes on How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left But life goes on How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left And life goes on Yeah nigga, I got the word as hell You blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L Time to prepare to do fed time won't see parole Imagine life as a convict that's getten' old Plus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her Life in the hood is all good for nobody Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties Me and you no true a two While scheming on hits and gettin' tricks That maybe we can slide into But now you burried, rest nigga 'cause I ain't worried Eyes bluried, sayin' goodbye at the cemetary Though memories fade, I got your name tatted on my arm So we both ball till my dyin' days Before I say goodbye Kato and Mental rest in peace Thug till I die How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left And life goes on How many brothers fell victim to the streets? Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left Cause life goes on Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it Let the hoes that I used to know from way before Kiss me from my head to my toe Give me a paper and pen So I can write about my life of sin A couple bottles of gin incase I don't get in Tell all my people I'm a Ridah Nobody cries when we die, we outlaws let me ride Until I get free I live my life in the fast lane, got police chasin' me To my niggas from old blocks from old crews Niggas that guided me through back in the old school Pour out some liquor have a toast for the homies See we both gotta die but you chose to go before me And brothers miss you while you are gone You left your nigga on his own, how long we mourn Life goes on Life goes on, homie Gone on 'cause they passed away Niggas doin' life Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel ya nigga, trust me, I feel ya You know what I mean Last year we poured out liquor for you This year nigga, life goes on We're gonna clock now Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks Give players plenty space And basically just represent for you, baby Next time you see your niggas Your gonna be on top nigga They gonna be like, goddamn, them niggas came up That's right, baby life goes on And we up out this bitch Hey Kato, Mental Y'all niggas make sure it's poppin' when we get up there Don't front