Don't Do em Like That Lyrics

Feelings gone, now he feels alone

Can't move on, no he can't go home

He just heard the news, his boy got shot up with a weapon

Don't know what to do, he feels confused and feels aggression

It was yesterday that they was smoking in the session

Crying out for help, he's asking questions to the reverend

Having second thoughts until it turned into obsession

Cause his boy could slide at any moment, any second

Nigga fuck a sin he gon' shoot without question

It ain't pride for him, he gon' do it for his best friend

Reminiscing bout the moments right there on the block

He don't care about his future or about what he got

Trigger finger itching, can't wait for the moment to go pop

You can't tell him anything anymore cause his

Reason's gone, boutta clutch the chrome

Hit his dome, now his minds blown

Why you doing like that?

Sound like it's percussion how we laid him down in this track

Fuck the repercussions he can see them zooming right back

Ain't no more discussions, eyes are dark, now they going black

How this came about? Because he was so blind with revenge

Seeking retribution for his family, brother, his twin

When he laid him out, he finally smiled, he got a little grin

He ain't gon' repent because he said he'd do it again

He's back against the wall, chances of surviving are slim

Gotta move correct because he gon' end up in a pen

Feeling apprehensive, might not make it to the weekend

Don't know who to turn to so he shut himself in a den

Feelings gone (Yea his reasons gone)

now he feels alone ( Boutta clutch the chrome)

Can't move on (Yea he hit his dome)

now he can't go home (Now his minds blown)

Feelings gone (Yea his reasons gone)

now he feels alone ( Boutta clutch the chrome)

Can't move on (Yea he hit his dome)

now he can't go home (Now his minds blown)