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Man, I just be thinkin' like, "These

**** can't be L'A'd up, man These **** ain't L'A'd up, man" I'm tired of hearin' that shit, y'know?

These **** wasn't on shit when we was out here

But me, l'm L'A'd up for real

I remember when them surgeons came out and said L'A ain't make it Swear I couldn't believe that shit, but, man, I had to face it I went from with my bro, fuckin' hoes up in that basement

To sayin' long live my brother, so l had to chase it

After that night, for some weeks, I cried myself to sleep

I'm traumatized, shit was deep, I nеver felt so weak

I cannot lack up in thеse streets, they wanna catch me sleep They wanna catch me sleep Got that call from G. Gotti, like

"L'A was hit!"

I'm like, "Hell nah, can't be bro, not on no day like this"

Check my Twitter, couple bitches sayin' the same shit

Tweeted Durk, I'm like, "We gone, I'm 'bout to change whips"

Then I picked up Durk, now we up in traffic, skrt

I was on the lurk, up at the hospital first

Then I seen his mama, in the eyes, she lookin' hurt

I'm thinkin' like if he gone, I'm puttin' one on a shirt

We was just talking 'bout gettin' on Now, they said he gone Now, I'm out here on my own, M'Thang, he ain't home

Every night I got that chrome, tryna send one home

And my **** with the stars, right where he belong

I went from doin' shit that's basic to goin' on vacations

I got potential, I could make it, so

****, they hated

My mama told me to be patient, so happy, I waited

Another way, my brother paved it

L'A, that's the nation

We used to sleep up on them vacants on blocks that was bakin' We got dreads just like Jamaicans, so hoes, we was Haitian But whole time, we just playin' (But whole time, we just playin')

Look at my lil' sister, I swear I see my brother in her

L'A Capone, can't compare him to no other ****

Sometime I cry to myself 'cause, man, l love you, ****

Between you and M'Thang, no one above you ****

Took my right hand off the block when he was 17

So when I went and got that Glock, bitch, I had 17

I swore that if I seen a opp that I'ma let it ring

I had to get off that hot shit and onto better things

He disrespect, then we makin' a scene

We pullin' up with them TEC's and them beams

They hoppin' out with them vests and machines

Hollow tips hit him, I bet he'll sing Stop all that bluffin', ain't scarin' a thing

Shells hit his neck and they come out his spleen

I'm chasin' a dream

I was born to go get it, that's by any means

All these fuck **** mad they can't get in between

I'm doin' big things

I been turned since a youngin' and I'm still a teen...

... And I'm still a teen