Run Up
Growing up from the eight, I've seen plenty
Seen a lot of these homicides get all messy
Assault with a weapon that shit is fucking deadly
It's like every fools life out here worth a fucking penny
What, you ain't got nothing to be alive
Only two paths I know, sentenced to life
Or you don't even get to reach it past twenty five
I wish other brothers would have survived (Survived)
But I know they above the clouds in the lords heaven
But shit my big brother still hasn't learned the lesson
Cause back in juve I couldn't see him at all
Then two years later he's freed from the haul
And two weeks later was the downfall
Got caught up again and went back to jail
Not enough money for a lawyer or a bail
Deep depression my mama couldn't prevail
Had to get used to seeing you through a glass
Then one day these fools ran up on my ass
I don't want your money fool
I want your fucking life (Life, life, life, life)
Because if it weren't for you
My bro would still be alive (Alive, alive, alive)
I'm gonna have to take your's too
Since my bro didn't survive (Survive, survive)
So before I take it, I just have to say this
Run up nigga, run up, run up nigga, run up
You think that stupid gun give you that fucking power
Cause once you let go you better start counting your hours
Smell the gun powder, then pull up your trouser
You'll be on the run like a God damn fucking coward
So listen up cause when it's all said and done
You didn't just take a life, you took a father and son
You'll look up to the sky saying what've I done
And when the sentence you'll be forgotten by everyone
But even before my brothers first or second arrest
My life was always like that whenever he left
No one behind my own back to cover and protect
I was left on my own, I had to learn to defend
I almost lost my soul, my life out of my control
I didn't even know, why they had picked me for
Ready for my hole, waiting on the gun blow
All I knew these we're my last moments before I go
I don't want your money fool
I want your fucking life (Life, life, life, life)
Because if it weren't for you
My bro would still be alive (Alive, alive, alive)
I'm gonna have to take your's too
Since my bro didn't survive (Survive, survive)
So before I take it, I just have to say this
Run up nigga, run up, run up nigga, run up
You ever had the feeling of a hit on your head
Because of my brother that's what was said
They wouldn't stop the threats till I was fucking dead
Or bleeding the color red, inside me filled with lead
See me six feet deep, cold blooded and silent
They don't wanna see justice for the gang violence
Revenge is what they want and if not they'd be lying
They wanna see my mother crying, see her last son dying
Autopsy me, suited in a hearse and it hurts
Because you're wearing rest in peace on a shirt (On a shirt)
Roses thrown, six feet dip covered in dirt
Then slowly disintegrate to the earth
But what if I had followed your foot steps
How was my story going to end
If I had went out looking for revenge the same night
And probably just die in a gun fight