TouchMoney - Young boy lyrics

Hook Now Let Me Tell You Bout The Story Of A Young Boy Who Lost His Life To The Barrel Of A Gun Boy, I Know You n***as Might Not Feel Me Cuz You Ain't Really From My City, But My n***as In My City Really Really Got To Feel Me. ( Repeat) Verse 1 I Lost My Brother to the Streets Where I Reside Block From Block They Really k**ing Over sides, Some n***as Shooting Just To Say They Let A Shot Off My Brother Died Because He Couldn't Get A Shot Off. He Asked Me Did I Need The Hammer About A Week Befo, I Was On The Field He In The Field So I Told Him No. Keep That Glizzy For The Reaper If You Meet Him Let It Blow. We Can't Take Too Many Losses Man Them sh**s Might Over Flow. It Hurt My Heart To See My n***a In That Box That They Dropped Had Them Demons In My Heart But Them Tears Couldn't Stop. I Miss Them Days Where We Used To Play Fight, Throw Rocks, Wake Up Early In The Morning Just To Meet Up On The Block. Every Day A Thug Holiday Long Live Scooch Long Live Tanaman And Poochie What It Do. Lil Rich Watch Over All Them n***as From The Town Rest In Peace To All My Angles Man I Got To Hold It Down Hook Let Me Tell You Bout The Story Of A Young Boy Who Lost His Life To The Barrel Of A Gun Boy, I Know You n***as Might Not Feel Me Cuz You Ain't Really From My City, But My n***as In My City Really Really Got To Feel Me. ( Repeat) Verse 2 (Lil Dred Talking) Yea Yea This Gon Make The Thugs Cry Real Rap Dred Lil Bruh You Know That I Feel You. You Know That The Pain Is So Familiar And Pain Have A Young n***a Bitter, Some Times I Be Crying In The Mirror Thinking About My Lil n***a KatHead Damn Why You Ain't Listen To What Eshia Said He Told You Not To Vibe With Them n***as And Pain Will Turn Your Dog Into A k**er. Now A Days You Can't Tell Them Young ‘ins Nothing Santana Got k**ed over Nothing I Got Love for Evan and His Momma. Real Childhood Friend We Was Younger, We Never Wanted To Be President, We Never To Be Obama. The White House Ain't Made For No n***a It Still Feel Like They Slaving A n***a When They Took Ya Man They Shoulda Took Us With You. Now Im Stuck Here Looking At This Picture With All The Boys But You Ain't In The Picture Circle Small But Them Columns Getting Bigger. n***as Hating Some Them Hammers Getting Bigger Thinking Bout In Em sh**s Makes Me Shiver Real Rap So I Put My Soul In It Heart Feel Like I Got A Whole In It All This k**ing Ain't No Controlling It And Devil Trying To Take Control Of Me He Don't Know Them Angels Watching Over Me Rip My Big Homie Seid Still Screaming Rip Teven All My Dead Homies Like My Angles I Pray All My Homies Go To Heaven Hook Let Me Tell You Bout The Story Of A Young Boy Who Lost His Life To The Barrel Of A Gun Boy, I Know You n***as Might Not Feel Me Cuz You Ain't Really From My City, But My n***as In My City Really Really Got To Feel Me. ( Repeat) Verse 3 Lil Bee Let Me Tell You Bout The Story Of A Young Boy A True Hustler By The Name Of Kenny Young Boy. The Way They f**ed Over My n***a Turme None Boy Remy Told Me Hold Ya Head Befo Its Spun Boy. That sh** Still Hurt Me It Still Get To Me But I Can't Let It Show And It Show Me You Can't Trust Nobody Green Will Make Them Blow Just Got Memories Just Got Tookie But It Left Me Dirt And Low On Tv Was Always There To Steal My n***as Till I Go And I Know EveryOne Miss That 1 They Can't Get Back. n***as Dying For Respect I Got Too Much Pride To Just Get Jacked and Need That Check Cuz They Got Mouths To Feed Got So Much Stress Build Up I Need A Ounce Of Week Just So f**ed Up Still Rest T-Rite I Know You Hear Me Dog Wish We Could Get High 1 More Time You And Jay That sh** Right There Still Trip My Mind lot Of Young Boys Didn't Make It Over Hating And Turned To Motivation Now I Need It No More Waiting Rest My Angel Hook Let Me Tell You Bout The Story Of A Young Boy Who Lost His Life To The Barrel Of A Gun Boy, I Know You n***as Might Not Feel Me Cuz You Ain't Really From My City, But My n***as In My City Really Really Got To Feel Me. ( Repeat)