[Intro (Sampled)]

Security, yeah, yeah

Security

[Chorus]

Let me tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangsta

And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no more

[Verse 1]

He marched around the corner like a soldier

But not to get no on-the-mic exposure

To question me, I guess he checking me, I’m feeling like

I’m looking at my own self in the face as deaths destiny awaits

Us both wearing vests’

Us both stressed from the same pressures

Us both fucking train-wreck reckless

Guns whip out, he had a .9, I had a .40

I remember a point in time where he had mine, I had his shorty

And I could cry telling this story

If you can visualize a downtown crowded street, somebody was eating

And saw P pull out his piece and decided to reach

[Pre-Chorus 1]

(Security) Police rolled up

On us like "Police freeze!!"

(Security) Cuffed us up

Like nothing

(Security, yeah, yeah)

Asked us what we got guns for, we told ‘em it’s for

(Security)

"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you, Doody"

[Chorus]

Let me tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangsta

And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no more

[Verse 2]

He marched up out his house like a soldier

Decided to titty-bar it

A lot of alcohol consumption and drug use

While out with the city’s hardest, niggas

Throwing money up with black face, flicking photos

The only thing he was missing was my nigga Dolo

He decided to leave them and go to an after-hour

After the 4-hour, he act crazier than Scarface after snorting powder

He get into it with this dude, point his piece at him

They say he shot him, problem is, I don’t believe that

And on the real I, only know shots flew

And when the smoke cleared they say he got killed by-

[Pre-Chorus 2]

(Security) Shot my nigga like that

That

(Security) Probably should watch his back

(Security, yeah, yeah) It’s fucked up, right?

(Security)

"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you, Doody"

[Chorus]

Let me tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangsta

And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no more

[Verse 3]

I know y’all seen Beef III

And it probably made you think that I ain’t like Shady

The truth is, I was at Proof's funeral crying like a baby

I was sitting in the back row

With Vishis, wishing I can go up to Marshall

Denaun, Swifty, Obie, Bizarre, Paul or Von

And say something positive, after all the negative shit

That we been through, thinking we’d talk one day

If it was meant to reservations ’bout walking up there

And getting in the way, it’s probably better off to just pray

Thinking my niggas a Don, it was my first time

At an over 1000 people funeral with-

[Pre-Chorus 3]

(Security, yeah, yeah)

R.I.P

(Security)

We love you, P

(Security, yeah, yeah)

R.I.P

(Security)

"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you, Doody"

[Chorus]

Let me tell y’all a story about somebody I feel was a gangsta

And that’s the very same reason he ain’t here with me no more