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October 9th

 

October 9th


"Police say they heard a barrage of shots just this afternoon, they were coming from across the street in a funeral for a welcome musician known as Dooski Tha Man was letting out, his real name, Vantrease Criss. He was killed by gunfire earlier this month, witnesses today heard a couple of shots at first apparently fired into the crowd..."

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just looking at my homie I'm like something ain't right
I can tell in his eyes he going through a fight
Popping pills left and right he outdare every night
It's like it's only getting darker, it's hard to see the light
It's us doing good, shit move OT
And T still staying lowkey
And I just talked to [?] he still call me Rubber G
He say "look out for Bookie G and just check up on OG"
Can't wait 'til my nigga free

You survived all the rain, you survived all the pain that'd make somebody go insane
Sometimes I wonder how you stay sane
You want it better for the whole gang
And I feel like you had way too big of a heart
We left some niggas in who weren't real from the start
Shoulda listened to my brother when they told me "Keep 'em far"
Gotta watch who in your car but these niggas ain't got no heart
Sometimes I look up to the sky and ask God, "why?"
It's like we live just to die, all this homicide
October 9th I got that call, it left me traumatized
I've seen it all, been through it all, I'm lucky I'm alive
But a part of me done died when you died
It rain that day and I know that's when you cried
Shoulda been right on your side
You left me with this rage up inside that I can't hide
Make me wanna take a life, I can't lie
I put your name in all my songs, we making sure you living long
Just to hear you say "what's up?," damn, I wish Heaven had a phone
A lot of shit done changed since you been gone
But I've been staying strong, yeah, I been holding on

I'm just looking at my homie I'm like something ain't right
I can tell in his eyes he going through a fight
Popping pills left and right he outdare every night
It's like it's only getting darker, it's hard to see the light
It's us doing good, shit move OT
And T still staying lowkey
And I just talked to [?] he still call me Rubber G
He say "look out for Bookie G and just check up on OG"
Can't wait 'til my nigga free

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