Based On a True Story, Pt. 1

Man, this street don't remind y'all of Hollywood, man?

Damn, I miss my ****, man

That shit was gay, how a **** got killed, dawg

Man, I wonder what he was thinking about, man

My ****, I know what he was thinking about dawg, I been there

I got word inside of me, my ****

I know exactly what he was thinking, my ****

Sire, I got a problem, I wanna holla

Holla ****, I keep hearing sirens

In my sleep, I'm having flashbacks

A guilty conscience, nah, why you ask that?

It's like this, a **** tried to cross me

I made him pay and now the devil calls me

But I ain't going 'cause I'm rolling with the Lord, G

And now I lay my soul to sleep

Keep hearing gunshots

Bullets flying, seem like they won't stop

A call for help, but mama can't hear me

Save me, damn, this **** trying to kill me

I'm bleeding bad, this **** started busting caps

I feel cold, boy, where them paramedics at?

The first stop is intensive care

I'm seeing triplets, blood flying everywhere

I'm stone black, but who turned the lights out?

Holy sire, is it true I might die?

My blood's low, my hearts beating too slow

I'm on the edge, but I can't let go

Is this the end? Have I stopped breathing?

Talk to me, why is everybody leaving?

Hold up, wait, take these covers off my damn face

Looking like it's gonna be a long day

What time is it? What's todays date?

What brings the crowd? Oh, why these long face?

I'm getting kissed, but why on my forehead?

Pretty flowers, don't tell me that a **** dead, fuck

Oh my, why all of a sudden me? Fuck it, I wanna be free

Free to fly with the birds and now them sad words

Dust to dust, the last words that I heard

Lower the casket, ashes to ashes, dust to dust