Got Me F'd Up

Woke up this morning to a fucked up phone call

Tear drops falling cause I lost a road dog

Wasn't even from the hood this one hurt hard

I grew up with the homie man his mom's like my mom

We're going to mourn together it's a pain that can't pass

Look out for his children man they grow up so fast

Now they got to grow without a dad that's so sad

Just another victim to the streets, cold facts

Now there's homies talking about revenge, that's all bad

Filling up a car with little kids, all strapped,

Fifty-fifty chance if someone dies they get caught

Then you'll see a mother mourn a son behind bars