Just letting ya know I'll always
Miss you
Homie it seems like I just seen
You
Yesterday chillin' on the internet chat
Room couldn't sweep the pain even
If I had a broom and soon I'll join ya in the tombs
I can't imagine what ya famz going
Through
One of the realist of the crews sippin' *****
Tryna not to loose my self and maintain my health
Though pain is an invisible disease please
Under stand my sentimental I wish my mental
Wasn't so easily brushed into
feelings
Still dealing with your lost and though we loss
Ya I'll still remember ya as ya
Float
On cloud nine riding the highs so I incline
I know you in a better place **** it
This **** I can't face
No more I feel at the verge of a
War
As these emotions stirs up a hornest nest
I'm stung on ya demise just givin' ya a proper recognize
Maynneeeee


Cherish the short days we have
On the Earth
Cuz birth is an introduction to the
Worse
Days is yet to come you innocence but dumb
To the subconscious ways they shorten your days
Since life's a wind parade streets serenade
To the music I made I keep it slowed
And throwed
a freestyle pro this is for the
people
Who lost a few either present or past
Into the future
know pain just waitin' to shoot ya
Bleed internally mentally ya
See
We subjugated to the hidden
entities not enough money can sell me out G
I keep it true to myself check
myself
Before I wreck myself my pride joy
And tech on the
shelf
Real recognize real and all haters Betta chill
Before we drill ya head like a jack hammer
From cockin' the hammer so from here Ill just Dawn on ya
Reminscin'

From sun up to sun down fake folks all around
All they can do is clown tears rollin'
As I frown
Upon these hypocrites claim they miss you
But ain't living it I ain't feelin'
it
Fakers in the snake pit
Soon to get bit
As the venom sits people try to spread
though ya dead
I got many tattoo tears to
Shed
This I can't believe ya fled
mayneeeee
God bless the dead take a shot of gin to the head
Til the visions said you gone far far away
It's a fadeway ya memory I'll always remember thee
duv shack the homie and though Texas is sunny
But it's cloudy lately
since you ain't hear no
more
It's a spiritual war as the pain
Soars
Im tryna hold on to the rain hittin' against my window
Pane
As I switch lanes and take a puff of Mary Jane
Just know homie I'll always miss
You
Just being real with you fake ****** was
Always around you and left
You
To die by ya self when you was in the need of help...huh


Miss you homies (21 Guns Salute)