And im about to reach the danger zone
The phone ring at 4 in the mon' as i groan
I pick up to see what up turns out my homie been shot up
Talkin smack around some goons never learn to shut the f** up
My family saying buck up he was ya homie not ya blood
Thats apparent cause some crips shot em up just because
Outside of the liqour store surrogate buying ciroc and sh**
Its really for my friends my sobreity f**ed up and sh**
Society f**ed up and sh**
Whole crew say drag a cig [i dont f**s with that]
I dont kno why i live by a code
Lyoko done crashed i should go with the flow
Look deep inside i should already kno
The dark versus light determine where i should go
One hand i wanna die and take a swig a patron
The other hand i have hope and wanna find my way home (x3)