Fredo - What Can I Say lyrics

Yo, I wrote this for Billy and it's a letter to Musc' How did this life get better, then get the better of us? (How?) What can I say, darg? My life ain't a game, darg These ain't some friends from the ends, these are my main dargs Look up to the sky, my guy was the one It's so mad, I ain't surprised that you died with your gun Over there shootin' guys, you love riding for fun So why do them guys act like they've been riding on us? (Riding on us) But really, rest in peace, yeah, you just left the streets But I can promise, you won't be the only one that's gettin' sleep (Shh) 'Cause they know I got them real G's next to me And they can't even sit still, they move like they're on ecstasy All them years you been in jail, you never even seen the world Your daughter's 'bout to be born and you'll never get to see your girl I just turned a father, so it hit me a lil' harder We done Feltham and Parva, you was my ni**a and my barber, yo And I sold my first stone with you (Remember?) I even stole my first phone with you (Remember?) You know you brought me 'round them older youts So when you got locked, I felt like I owed to you What can I say, darg? (Huh?) All them visits, all them jails, you know I came, darg Now the next visit for you is in the graveyard You really spent your life in and out of prison Finally done a year free and now I kinda wish you didn't I think I'll buy this ice to cover the pain You know anything nice gotta come with the rain What can I say? fu*k money and fame Lost two of my members, now nothing's the same I think I'll buy this ice to cover the pain You know anything nice gotta come with the rain What can I say? fu*k money and fame Lost two of my members, now nothing's the same Yo, R.I.P. Muscle, really touched my chest You died just like GDotz, this sh*t got us fu*king stressed (R.I.P.) High speed car crashes, tryna duck the feds I know you had your shank and GDotz really had a couple pebs My ni**as dying in cars, these feds keep chasin' us But if we lose this race, it's not a place, it's a cage for us (It's a cage) Remember when we started ordering weed? My ni**a take two, then he's fallin' asleep (Haha) You're a trap boy, you died, but your phone's alive So we sent little bro to hold it down, you know the vibe Every thousand he makes, he's only holdin' five We'll send the rest to your girl and kids, it's only right And right now, it's so hard just to look at your youts 'Cause lookin' at them's like lookin' at you, I can't do it Free Mello, Stro, Sav, all them ni**as in jail (Free 'em) Yo, it must've been mad to hear that sh*t in your cell And bro just got nicked with a stick and a girl We thought that it was real luck when they was givin' you bail But they couldn't prove if the stick was his or the girl's But Muscle knew that in due time, he's hittin' them cells Well, I guess not, I'm bittersweet Lost my ni**a, had my daughter in a flippin' week How you go from being here and now you're history? (How?) Yo, this thing we call life is a mystery (It's a mystery) What can I say, darg? All them bandos, them cunch spots, I came, darg Now the next time we chop it up is in the graveyard (Graveyard) Just like me, you loved the hustle R.I.P. my brother Muscle Real sh*t, R.I.P. my brother Muscle every time You dun' know the ting Rest up Billy da Kid, my brother GDotz, Amro, my day ones All the fallen soldiers Free up all the jail ni**as, you feel me? Free Big Ark, yeah, free my darg Sav, MG, rassclart Free my uncle Kelly Free, free Pipe, free Chip the Flippa, free Baraki