lockbreak

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on the phone saying bro i shouldve listened
lil bro cuhz you made the right decision
illegal cellphone breaking up in his prison
i tell him everytime i wish i could do half his sentence
He say slowdown bro you have the family thats enough
gangbangin at 12 we didnt give a fucc
blue rag corner store and a 40 cuhz
Fell in love with the streets cuhz our momma was
generations made my uncles and my aunties thugs,
my uncle cried on me when his lil homie died
his r i p shirt hugged me bacc looking in my eyes,
i was 13 then now im 25,
digg my dead homies up n free my brother out the system n ill be fine,
lil tbkoy i was with hustlin boostmobile lines,
i was with you in the day they killed you in the night
Ks woke me up on the phone like you know curtis died?
where the fucc my brother at never came home that night,
He seen the whole thing till the morning he was making candlelights,
I swear to god i think about the dead homies every single night,
Junebug was a boxer on his way to the top,
On sundays we used to bang n hang around the bloccs,
one sunday i said i aint coming out the house, n some shells took him down
i hate sundays i feel like i let him down
 
curtis introduced you to me
now your both gone now
kush session im alone now
death got normal but im gone now
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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