Huh
Hard to see the light, we coming up the hardest
Instead of college, all my n***as facing charges
My closest n***as turned they back, it made me heartless
Had to switch the spot, the police raided the apartment
Die young
Why we gotta die young?
If for survival, gotta leave
All this cheese that a n***as gettin' rich, gotta die by the gun

Yeah
I just bread on the head of a boy I used to fuck with (Facts)
Quima broke my heart in eighth grade, I ain't left since