[Intro: Young Chris]
Uh feel my pain, chea uh-huh
Uh, Young Gunnas, Chris and Neef
Its real shit
North of Death, home of Philly
Uh, chea uh
[Verse 1: Young Chris]
Lights is gettin dimmer
Nights gettin colder
Lost three of my soldiers
Life feel like its over
Unloadin theres somethin in my way
Theyll never take me alive
I got somethin on the way
Ima survive Ima try to do straight
Try to make it alive, be around for that due date
But its hard, niggaz hatin em hard
That loss hurt to the heart
But still they say its they fault, we blame yall
Nigga how, nigga please
Its still on baby
Tell them niggaz had they still off safety
What about them other fake dudes that he grew up wit
Elementary middle school up wit
Man them niggaz was there aint move yet
Im startin to think they had somethin to do wit it
I used to think them niggaz was scared
Its lookin a little shaky now
Niggaz happy his little brothers laughin, his mother hate me now
[Chorus: Denim]
Even though it hurts some days
This is the game we chose to play
Not everything in life is gold but it will be okay
Now a bullet aint got no aim
And yall know bullets aint got no name
But this is the life we chose
And it will never change
[Verse 2: Neef]
Everyday we reminisce about that three day trip
Same night that we left, got a call you hit
Thought you was still wit us, aimed at me that he flipped
Got a call from my peaches found out where you was hit
Three hit himself who missed him and you just a couple inches
You dont know how much you miss him, bullshittin in the kitchen-acap
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