u tell me this
how u tell ya kids that u addicted ta drugs
and that ya love ain't enuff ta light a spliff of some bud
and even tho its just weed, its got me spendin up G'z,buyin up keys, and smokin my green amongst theives
I'd rather jack of than fuck bitchesI make it crack off I hit switches, used 2 get crack off run through da snitches
I used 2 bang up da block, da homey cooked up da rock, while i used ta look up da block
4 da popos, I kno my do knos and my don't knos
moved out the duece 4 ta do rap shows
and lost a couple homeys, Mayhem he still wit me, hes an O.G.
29th street Crip, that nigga kno me, and u kno beef it goes deep Rickey J. restin in peace
I spent years tryin ta fight tha tears and I got new problems restin in me
Still cryin overjoysfull tears, still wish Frost and E. was out wit me
so here my suicide note...take care of my kids cause I ain't comin back for years, its my suicide note because my life is a joke so baby please read this letter I wrote
its my suicide note...hold back the tears I'll b back in a couple a years heres my suicide note because my life is a joke so homey please read this letter I wrote
fuck all this bullshit stress & strains on my life
I need a down ass chick so I can make her my wife
but until that day arrives I guess Ib all alone
I'm out here on the grind, tryin ta get mine up in tha zone
and to tell u tha truth dogg it really hurts me inside
to kno I ain't got a chick thats really down 2 ride
2 b by my side until the end of time, til I'm piss ass drunk and can't even see well enough ta tell which drink is mine
but I guess I'll survive... out here hustlin just tryin ta stay alive
don't ever let scandalus bitches come around, cause u know what they'll bring
niggaz from da block up here wit the Glock, tryin ta steal my bling from me
1 things 4 sure I don't ever fuck wit no whores, cause if u fuck 1 freak ho, bound ta fuck wit some more
and thats not cool wit me, I'm still the same old G. that folks knew since back in 19 93
but just 2 let ya kno tho ain't shit really changed, servin em' up on tha block and steady gamin on some strange
cause don't no true bitch wanna keep me 4 real
got my head fucked up, ready 2 clap myself wit the steel
and in these days of time... seems like all I'm doin is straight up losin my mind and there ain't nothin I can do 2 ever get it back
on the block wit the gat, servin up fiends and shootin craps
my sanitys on the line... I've lost my mind and it sends chills up my spine 2 think that the world could've been mine, but instead my life will end at the drop of a dime
but by now all that bullshits in the past, my life ended fast, one squeeze of a trigger and a flash of light, and dogg I passed 2nite, but who r u 2 say its wrong if I'm sayin its right
life don't mean shit 2 me, tho I'm a true O.G., 2 tell u da truth I wasn't who I really wanted 2 b
and it hurts me inside 2 kno deep down that I was just another jeckle & hyde
so here my suicide...note hold back the tears, I'll b back in a couple of years, heres my suicide note because my life is a joke so homey please read this letter I wrote