Left Hollywood (Pop Smoke Tribute)

I just left Hollywood to come back to the trenches
How the fuck you been caught out there nigga that's homebase
Talking Floss Angeles nigga you know how the fuck we woo
That shit hurt me nigga, If we ain't safe there we ain't save nowhere

This shit is hurting my heart
Tell me where do I start
I'm talking before MPR I was there from the start
You had the five series you was 4 deep in that car
Kicking doors playing blocks from morning to dark
You came to work with my grainy you said you needed a verse
I always thought you were playing yeah I was sleeping at first
You sent me MPR flexing and I told you got it
We did Double It and Brushem put that shit in the pocket
You wanted to drop many men
I said they gotta hate flexin
You know louboutin stepping 38 for the weapon
You took my word of the rib you ain't second guessing
Had to whole hood and the opps paying attention
Nigga all the shit we've been through
All the blocks we've been though
Picking instrumentals
Shit was never simple
Tell God I got a question: 'Why the fuck he pick up'
Certain shit can't get though
On the gang I miss you

We went from twoin the twoos
Don't even woo the
Making these moves
We just wanna win
They hopin we lose
We get these cool
Thankful for nabby blew (3'Nabbs)
(Look) We don't follow the rules
Do what we gotta do
They praying I make it through
Every performance I was there shouting tuck in my shoes
At the party and tellies the bitches in different rooms

Best for the little
2019 summer you stamped the woo in the map
Them niggas know how we coming
Wiz in the hood in the rave
This seef to say colour to butter
You know we had some ups and down but you was always my brother
We started rocking all them shows
Fucking all them hoes
5 cities 4 days shit we couldn't change clothes
I know mikey hurting we ain't know him like you bro
If you need anything you can call my phone
Shit we all had a plan how they fucked the plans up
I put the floss on my back where niggas man up
Just watch where you souve till I see you again
I shed a tear if I pass on down and save you again
Ain't a soul in this world that can be you again
I'm on my way back to LA they made a demon again
(Until I see you again, I'm on my way back to LA they made a demon again)

We went from twoin the twoos
Don't even woo the
Making these moves
We just wanna win
They hopin we lose
We get these cool
Thankful for nabby blew (3'Nabbs)
(Look) We don't follow the rules
Do what we gotta do
They praying I make it through
Every performance I was there shouting tuck in my shoes
At the party and tellies the bitches in different rooms

R.I.P POP SMOKE (1999 2020)