Life Goes On

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

M n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on

As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws

Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call

Plus, this my homie from high school, he's getting by

It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry

Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls

We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?

Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed

Get on the roof, let's get smoked out and blaze with me

Two in the morning and we still high assed out

Screaming, "Thug 'til I die" before I passed out

But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone

Thinking I don't wanna die all alone, but now ya gone

And all I got left are stinkin' memories

I love them n—s to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy

While trying to make it last

I drank a fifth for that when you passed

'Cause life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)

My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on (life goes on)

Yeah n—, I got the word is hell

Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L

Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole

Imagine life as a convict that's getting old

Plus with the drama, we're looking out for your baby's mama

Taken risks, while keeping cheap tricks from getting on her

Life in the hood is all good for nobody

Remember gaming on dumb hotties at yo' parties

Me and you, no truer two

While scheming on hits

And getting tricks that maybe we can slide into

But now you buried rest n— 'cause I ain't worried

Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery

Though memories fade

I got your name tatted on my arm

So we both ball 'til my dying days

Before I say goodbye

Kato and Mental rest in peace, thug 'til I die!

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death

My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on

How many brothers fell victim to the streets? (Life goes on)

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)

My n—, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on (life goes on)

Bury me smiling with G's in my pocket

Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it

Let the hoes that I used to know

From way before kiss me from my head to my toe

Give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin

A couple bottles of gin in case I don't get in

Tell all my people I'm a Ridah

Nobody cries when we die, we Outlaws, let me ride

Until I get free, I live my life in the fast lane

Got police chasing me

To my n—s from old blocks, from old crews

N—s that guided me through back in the old school

Pour out some liquor, have a toast for the homies

See, we both gotta die, but you chose to go before me

And brothers, miss ya while you're gone

You left your n— on his own, how long we mourn?

Life goes on

(How many brothers fell victim to the streets?)

Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on homie)

Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (gone on, 'cause they passed away)

N—s doing life, n—s doing 50 and 60 years and shit

I feel ya n—, trust me, I feel ya

You know what I mean

Last year we poured out liquor for ya

This year n—, life goes on

We're gonna clock now

Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks

Give playa haters plenty of space

And basically just represent for you baby

Next time you see your n—s, you're gonna be on top, n—

They're gonna be like, "Goddamn, them n—s came up"

That's right, baby, life goes on and we up out this bitch

Hey Kato, Mental

Y'all n—s make sure it's poppin' when we get up there man

Don't front

(Life goes on)

Hold me no more, hold me no more

Yes it do, yes it do, yes it do