Big Oz on the keyboard and shit
I lost a lot
A lot of shit I did and been through, I don´t even remember ´cause
I was self-medicating, poppin´ xans, drinking lean and shit tryna  forget

But at the end of the day man, I could never really forget it
But that shit a part of me even when I try as much as I try to
It just come back
I don´t know if that shit makin´ me stronger or what
I really shouldn´t even be tryin´ to forget it but fuck

In the trenches with apes, my killas was starvin´ so niggas got ate
In this business with all ´em intentions I noticed that niggas be fake
Yeah my loved ones and ´nem, tried to show ´em the way but it filled them with hate
Although I can´t relate, they gave me they plate and I filled it with steak

Havin´ feminine traits, can´t go get it honest, they willin´ to snake
I rather respect niggas gangsta up close, they see it and take
Type of shit that I can´t go back to the streets, I lost all of my faith
A whole lotta niggas turned jakes, they rattin´ and tellin´ the state
They telling the feds all they niggas dead like my niggas ain´t
Wanna see me in jail but I can´t, it´s way too much money I make (Pussy)
And the life that I´m living, they wish they was living, they want ´em a taste
Gotta stay on my pace, I was moving too fast, ain´t nothing to chase

Man, I lost my lil´ brother to this shit

Before that, don´t get me wrong, I lost a lot
But I feel like as real gangsters, that´s what we sign up for and he just ain´t deserve it
Funny thing is though, when I think about it in the deepest way
Knowing him, he felt like that´s what he signed up for too
In any way possible, I´d rather it be me right there by his side, next to him ´cause I feel like it would have been different and it should´ve been different
You know these days I´m just living life based off that
G Herbo, Swerv´