What Can I Say

Yo, I wrote this for Billy and its a letter to Musc
How did this life get better, then get the better of us? (How?)
What can I say, darg? My life aint a game, darg
These aint some friends from the ends, these are my main dargs
Look up to the sky, my guy was the one
Its so mad, I aint surprised that you died with your gun
Over there shootin guys, you love riding for fun
So why do them guys act like theyve been riding on us? (Riding on us)
But really, rest in peace, yeah, you just left the streets
But I can promise, you wont be the only one thats gettin sleep (Shh)
Cause they know I got them real Gs next to me
And they cant even sit still, they move like theyre on ecstasy
All them years you been in jail, you never even seen the world
Your daughters bout to be born and youll 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 nigga 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 didnt
I think Ill buy this ice to cover the pain
You know anything nice gotta come with the rain
What can I say? **** money and fame
Lost two of my members, now nothings the same
I think Ill buy this ice to cover the pain
You know anything nice gotta come with the rain
What can I say? **** money and fame
Lost two of my members, now nothings the same
Yo, R.I.P. Muscle, really touched my chest
You died just like GDotz, this shit got us ****ing 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 niggas dying in cars, these feds keep chasin us
But if we lose this race, its not a place, its a cage for us (Its a cage)
Remember when we started ordering weed?
My nigga take two, then hes fallin asleep (Haha)
Youre a trap boy, you died, but your phones alive
So we sent little bro to hold it down, you know the vibe
Every thousand he makes, hes only holdin five
Well send the rest to your girl and kids, its only right
And right now, its so hard just to look at your youts
Cause lookin at thems like lookin at you, I cant do it
Free Mello, Stro, Sav, all them niggas in jail (Free em)
Yo, it mustve been mad to hear that shit 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 couldnt prove if the stick was his or the girls
But Muscle knew that in due time, hes hittin them cells
Well, I guess not, Im bittersweet
Lost my nigga, had my daughter in a flippin week
How you go from being here and now youre history? (How?)
Yo, this thing we call life is a mystery (Its 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 shit, 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 niggas, 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