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You left in December you broke up my heart and then left and then packed all your things (you did)
And I needed you from the jump but my heart way too frozen and it's not just the same(nah)
So I make these tracks I’m on top of the game
And now we the top of the game (west coast)
And Lazarus makes all my beats you would think he was back but it's not Dr. Dre

And this the west coast like we back in LA
But I'm from Nairobi we call it E A (yeah)
With African mothers and villages that raised us we grew up as kings now we bask in the shade (we kings)
And now that my father he’s back in the grave
I call him mufasa he’s black and he prays
For Simba the winters turned thinner than dinners and I ain't no sinner but pray that my n***as will stay(naah)
All my n***as I'm counting these figures (my n***as)
It figures that I would be bitter
Slept on a n***a
But only got better
And now it's curreta
I had me a dream
When I was a teen
That I’d be on screens
And be on the features
You know what I mean
As part of the game
And now I’m with game
So what can I say
Cause mama she prayed (this is L A)
Yea mama she prayed
It didn't go astray
They calling him Jay
I made me a way
And I'm getting paid
From back in the day
My heart on my sleeve
My gun in its case
This the rebirth of every day
That I didn't die
Just like lil Wayne
Gotta look up
Up to the sky
And ask god why
Why he didn’t take my life
I wake up every day and I pray (I pray)
Hoping that today ain’t the day I get my life take away (yeah)
And they wonder why a n***a had to sleep with a k (with a k)
Waking up in Compton
Looking down a block whole street full of monsters
When n***as got guns like contra
How the fuck are young n***as supposed to survive like that
Wake up smoking chronic looks something like this
I got two dead brothers so I smoke n***a life is a bitch

From here to the motherland

Yeah I miss my brothers , and
The homies
Man
Fuck

Sometimes n***as just wanna live little long (little long)
Sometimes I wish I could bring my n***as back and they was just

Damn

A lil’ bit stronger
Where’s god when you need him

Ey yooh laz
Sometimes you just gotta open a brand new motherfuckin’ fifth Hennessey
Just pour that shit out to the earth
For all the ones that’s?? dead and gone
(yeah yeah yeah)