Whats Next

A couple months ago I sent my nigga E a kosher pack and told him promise me the day you jump

you never going back

Just know they love to see you struggle, they just tryna hold you back

They tried to send him up the road, too bad they bus had caught a flat

My other homie just got out, they tried to hit him for a strap, said he rant off on

the plug and damn near killed him for his pack

I told lil bro you need to chill, I think it's time to leave the trap

Fiends coming in so fast, it's hard to leave it in the past

I gotta keep you on the street, ain't tryna see you through the glass

But I was trapping so damn hard, I'd raise my hand to leave the class