Before I'm Gone

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Uh, I hit the weed, I told myself the last time would be my last

I don't trust my own niggas, now my mind racing fast

Got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash

If the police run up on me, I ain't stopping for they ass

Boy, you know my L's dirty, if they stop me, I'm goin' to jail surely

I'll be next to my brother in the cell, no bail for me

"Man, let me out, send me back to bitches that smell Purdy"

And all I gotta do is call once and she there all ready

Yeah, buddy, can't you tell I'm goin' through hell?

I don't even open my mail

I'm in the shower with a soap and the towel, I need cleansing

Bad bitches all on the prowl, they need Benzes

Pussy niggas running they mouth and we ain't flinching

They names ain't even mentioned

I got dreams bigger than your whole team

You niggas so broke, yet somehow you so green

I guess it's envy, started with a penny, now I'm getting plenty money

Huh, and one time for the city, yeah

And two times for you, ay

And one time for the city, ay

And two times for you, uh

Look kid, it's raining outside boy, fuck an umbrella

Niggas banging outside boy, they guns'll dumbbell a nigga

Tired of telling niggas that's deceased, "Rest in Peace"

We tired of only having just a piece

And fuck policing, they killing niggas, what's the reason?

His daughter starving and she fucking freezing, so no wonder why he fucking squeezing

They out here bussin', leavin' niggas stuck and bleedin' on the flo'

Bullets wet you like it's semen on a ho

Breathing slow man, I'm in hell

One day you tryna make rent, next day you in jail

Lord knows he meant well

So I take the pencil and write like a pen pal

Some shit that's darker than the tints up on the windshield

Uh, welcome to Sinville where niggas on base

Shit is looking like an infield, high as a Sprint bill

What you think? That's the reason why this ink in my pen kills

Phony niggas 'til they are extinct, bitch, I've been real

Huh, and one time for the city, ay, uh

And two times for you, yeah

And one time for the city, ay, hm

And two times for you, ay

Them old niggas sayin', "Cole the wrong one bringin' the city shine

All he ever doin' is paintin' pictures of crime

Tellin' stories of pain, paintin' pictures of dope"

Bitch if you listening, I'm paintin' pictures of hope, huh

That boy in class embarrassed because he broke

Hoping, today, he won't be the butt of somebody's joke

See me, I lived it all from dirt-poor in a trailer

Worried about my mother and never trusting my neighbors

To middle-class with a backyard and my own room

To bein' the only black kid in my homeroom

Academically gifted and followed my own rules

Was runnin' the streets, ay ma, I'll be home soon

Was out chasin' hos, was out hooping

Them niggas wasn't balling but yet they was foul shooting, uh

So meet the newest role model who don't know how to fake this shit

Never sold a rock and look, I made it bitch

Huh, and one time for the city, yeah

And two times for you, ay

And one time for the city, yeah

And two times for you, ay

Girl, it's been so long, I've been gone from you

But you ain't gotta worry 'bout the thangs I do

It's hard, but the thought of you would ease my pain

Girl, I promise they gon' know our name, uh

Ain't seen you smile in a while

But I been dreamin' 'bout you

Oh, oh, oh, oh