[Z-Ro]

One of my partnas have been shot

And all that's going through my mind

Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo'

And looking around 4-5

Thinking of the worst, but nobody would tell me the drama

But the silence is killing me, checking on his family

Saying a prayer for him and his mama

Come through sit at his bedside, and ease his pain

Relieve my tension, I'm flinching when they mention name

Big D, come G, I don't want you to die

Remember when we use to dip

In your day-day Coupe and get high

Remember, when you use to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with me

You come to get me up the flip, and smoke some kill with me

I really appreciate the love that was shown

I'ma keep the faith and never leave you alone

You can depend on me, got down on my knees

And I prayed, until you recovered

Then jumped your big ass, right back off in the game

Because there's money to be made, and I won't knock you

Just watch yourself when you in them streets

And keep your heater, under your seat when you creep


[Hook - 4x]

And to my G's

Don't worry bout a damn thang


[Z-Ro]

You use to call me G.I., but to me you was s soldier indeed

Even though you dodged the cops daily, you would hit my crib up with weed

Freestyling to beats, and smoking on fire sweet and parlay

You should of got a purple heart, for living in a war everyday

If he's really a friend, you would turn him in

That's what the laws would tell us

And fellas would talk about turning you in

How could your hood be so jealous

And ready to give out the location, of a G on the move

Somebody tell me, is your partna's freedom worth some money to you

But I know he's in the county jail stressed, fuck stabbing you in your back

Cause they smile up in your face, and stab you in your chest

And its kinda hard, to receive the swishas they pass me

When I feel I got to watch the people, they call his still family

Must a song be coming, cause it happened the way you said it would unfold

My name is Grady, and they watch me like the Super Bowl

Now that your not around, I'ma still put it down the way you told me to do

And when I go gold its dedicated to you, and to my G's


[Hook - 4x]


[Verse 3]

I'm still trying to figure out what happened

One minute you here, then the next you was gone

Just think quick, I lost my nigga

Victimized to the game, and we still mourn

But nigga hold on, cause I know its living life

Trapped in this cell, trying to ease the pain

But it still remains, every time I put you in jail

And its hard to accept the fact, that you a cellmate my nigga

Po' out some liquor, and sho' wish was here to light, up this swisha

And I'll never forget the advice you gave me bout life, cause you were right

Don't shake them dikes, cause the rules apply, ain't always precise

I'm paying a price, my freedom been taken away

And they threw away the key, trapped in misery

Cause suffering forced me to run these streets so desperately

And to my G's watch your back, cause it ain't no love in these streets

It seems like each day, there's a different way, to fall victim to defeat

Cause if you real with your boy, it don't hurt to see him fall off

When a forty get low point to the curb, just letting you know you thought of

No matter what when you get out, thangs'll still be the same

But until then hold on nigga, and don't worry bout a damn thang


[Hook - 4x]


[Z-Ro]

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through

My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue

The angels beckon me, from Heaven's open doors

And a nigga can't feel at home in the this world no mo'

Feel at home in this world no mo'