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Maxo Kream

TRIPS

 

TRIPS

(Album: WEIGHT OF THE WORLD - 2021)


July 22nd, 1992
Eleven pounds, six ounces
Mom gave birth to Money Du
We did everything together, you did everything I do
Blood brother and I love him
Thugging since the age of two
As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due
Vacuum sealer for the odor, at school selling doja

Taking trips to California, you're frequent flying with United
OG Chronic marijuana buying, how you end up dying
Niggas set my brother up, try to run off with his stuff
They tried to take your pounds, you chased him down and fucked that nigga up

Right jab, uppercut, he hit the ground then y'all start to scuff
On his neck, he felt you was threat, he had the burna tucked
Four-five, pocket rocket, he just bought it but ain't use yet
My brother should've wore a vest
He should've grabbed that pipe before he chased him out the house
Instead he fighting for his life and he bleeding out the mouth
Ran up the stairs two flights, then collapsed in front the house
Slammed the door, and woke up Ike, who was sleeping on the couch
But dude was screaming out, "They shot me", laying in a bloody puddle
Tried to rob me, then they popped me, nigga got me for my bundles
Ike was screaming like, "Who did it, where they at? Just point 'em out"
Can't pick him up 'cause he too heavy, so he set him on the couch
Losing blood, could barely breathe, Ike screamed, "Somebody help"
He was in the house with ... came up running the steps
My brother bleeding on the ground and he ain't even tryna help
He grabbed the pounds and then he left
He ain't tried to save my brother, he was tryna save his self (He was tryna save his self)
Hopped in his car and left the house, Ike performing CPR
Gave my brother mouth to mouth, police sirens from afar
But feel like time was running out (This shit pathetic)
More than half an hour waiting on the paramedics
Spent another half an hour answering questions for detectives
Fighting, screaming
Lord, Jesus, someone help him
Gassed when breathing, he so helpless
Barely breathing, now he breathless

We did everything together, you did everything I do
As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due
We did everything together, you did everything I do
As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due

Taking trips to California, you're frequent flying with United
OG Chronic marijuana buying, how you end up dying
Niggas set my brother up, try to run off with his stuff
They tried to take your pounds, you chased him down and fucked that nigga up

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