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(TJ produced it) Ooh woah, oh-oh I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code (Key Gang got the keys jumpin') Oh, yeah Sometimes I think about my life as a red rose Some Guccis on, walking down the dead road, ayy I had a dream about my killer just the night before Hate to face the fact that love don't live here, they knife to my throat I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code Guess I'm just a flower in the garden that won't never grow Heart been so broke so many times, come meet me at the crossroad Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to scribe and stick to my oath Fifty-fifty, I split the pardon, they still come back for more Just like Ricky, hit me with backshots and left me all on my own Stood on my ten toes, like fuck it, had a hard knock life as a child Three-twenty-three in ninety-nine, got notified by the scout Jumped off the porch, father in prison Out in the streets, he left four children Double the pain that I been feeling Never understood what that shit really meant Momma smokin' dope, right there by [Rufus?] house, since I had grew up adopted I rolled my bike down thirty-eighth, then met them Crips that claim harder Popped up the road at an early age, that's where I learned all my knowledge Letras de cancionesLetter from my lil' cousin Benny, sayin' somebody killed Quahfee 2016 judge let me out, I grew a passion for rappin' Sixteen years old, out on my own, I had to go make it happen So I put the music to the side, Pooda introduced me to trappin' I knew that shit, that wasn't for me, right back to lights, camera, action Hittin' on the old school Pontiac, I used to rap to fat Brandon When I ain't have a place to go, I stayed with Tim, my lil' cousin Now they on my dick, who been there for me? That's one thing I remember Oh, you were legit from hitting licks, now you longer a member I had a dream about my killer just the night before Hate to face the fact that love don't live here, they knife to my throat I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code Guess I'm just a flower in the garden that won't never grow Heart been so broke so many times, come meet me at the crossroad Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to scribe and stick to my oath Fifty-fifty, I split the pardon, they still come back for more Just like Ricky, hit me with backshots and left me all on my own Second from first, I couldn't accept it, out of all them things I can't go for it Used to OG preach like the reverend, and still ain't got nothin' to show for it Got tired of seeing grandma stressin', looking to the sky like "Why? Oh Lord" Live by the knife, die by the Western, that's the question from ol' boy Didn't make it out, was always dancin', I couldn't seem to learn from they lessons Can I chase my dream deep in the ghetto? My uncle Tony like "Go for it" From the way I killed that shit so thorough, Lord, please send me a blessing Them bottom boys knew I was special from that song in my section 'Cause where I'm from, catch a body it's exciting, yeah Whole lotta gang indictments, yeah Whole lotta bullets flying, yeah Whole lotta people dying, yeah Whole lotta mommas crying, yeah [?] war all about the streets Livin' out this all that he knows [?] like one day we gon' blow it He tell me he gon' see alright, through the fakes I took a look back to my life, I see a dead rose Ayy, I had a dream about my killer just the night before Hate to face the fact that love don't live here, they knife to my throat I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code Guess I'm just a flower in the garden that won't never grow Heart been so broke so many times, come meet me at the crossroad Fifty-one, fifty, I was taught to scribe and stick to my oath Fifty-fifty, I split the pardon, they still come back for more Just like Ricky, hit me with backshots and left me all on my own Oh, oh whoa I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code Oh Sometimes I think about my life as a red rose Rolling down in Melrose Ayy, ayy From Letras Mania