Real Story

I knew this youngin he was off the shits known for shooting shit
He didn't care if it was right or wrong he gone do that shit
I remember he ran in a crib quick to up that block
And for them niggas that was playing games he gone blow that bitch
I'm like bro you just need to chill
You just wanna kill
He like bro fuck that other shit yo ass know the deal
I'm like fo'sho you already know man we was born to drill
Never lacking boy it ain't no capping we was in the field
But fuck that right back to the script time to run it back
To my story from the very start way before the rap
See this nigga he was homicidal high key super savage
Ain't no capping
He was never lacking
Always had a ratchet
Started off with a 38 when he was out here trapping
On them blocks looking for the opps just to yell what's brackin
He wasn't crazy or sick in the head he just wanna try em
If these niggas thinking that he chicken he gone have to fry em
I told bro if its any beef we gone bring them shells
Give em hell
Take they life away smoke em like a L
Bullets lift him then gone drop his ass then we ducking twelve
If its a witness get his ass too just so he can't tell
See my bro was a cool ass youngin back in grade school
He was the one always cracking jokes acting like a fool
Till February it done came and passed
Then his granddad passed
He hit them streets he just wanna spazz
He don't need a laugh
See his parents never knew the truth
What he was going thru
He met some niggas throwing up Piru
Cause that's just what they do
Smoking dope and off a fifth of henny he was feeling loose
They his heros in his favorite color so that was the move
They gave him money and they gave him guns taught him how to shoot
They gave him niggas on the same shit so he can not lose
They had the bitches and they had the money all in middle school
Selling dope and really kicking doors making all the rules
Now he grown living on his own don't know what to do
The streets calling bitches keep on stalking tryna front they move
To set him up tryna wet him up and put him on the news
They all mad at what he did to shawty standing by the light
She deserved it so he wasn't nervous he just grabbed his pipe
He slid on her mask on Michael Myers just to take her life
This no lie
Put one in her head put her in the sky
Fuck her friends fuck her baby daddy she just had to die
He still a savage yea he miss the streets miss toting that heat
He miss the talking and them niggas fraudin like they wanna meet
He give em merch guess that mean he put them niggas on a tee
I can merch that's the way he feel cause that nigga is me