[Intro]
You got the opportunity
To play this game of life
You need to appreciate every moment
I feel you
Would you love me when I'm gone?
Lost borough
*Omar Grand*
Uh
*Dizzzyouviolated*
[Verse] - Niko Brim
I'm still hustling
I'm still serving
I tell em please come again
Tell em please bring a friend
Feeling I'm M-I-N
Feelings of feeling doubt
I'm running out of hope
Running out of luck
I fall in droughts freely
So if they see me
Show em why they running beneath me
Son of father sky
Rain will pour when doves cry
Sprouts seeds of pain
For all eyes to see
Curse my enemies in vain
Window pain is stained
Pictures of my past
Plexie glass don't shatter my vision
Shuttering cameras, club dancers
Knew affiliates that turned into cancers
In the name of Hall Of Fame
My governments on a banner
World stuck in they questions
I gave em answers
Building regimes
b*tch we the Panthers
Worldwide evidence of Gods work
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I'm god-body
I'm John Gotti, wit two shottys
I got Capone beside me
Aside from rapping always knew that I would be somebody
That's because I bust my ass
When they still called it hobbies
Patiently waited in building lobbies
Hoping they would pick me up and sign me
Thought I was blocking my blessings
But I been blocking my demons
Serpents leeching, greedily greeting me
sh*t we meet every evening
Slither off of the deep end
Can't find a reason to cope
But I still stay afloat
If my body were to go
Would I live through my quotes?
I gotta know
[Hook]
Would you love me when I'm gone?
Still accept me when I'm wrong?
Won't forget you when I'm on
I look up to the sky and I see doves cry, oh my
Would you love me when I'm gone?
Still accept me when I'm wrong
Won't forget you when I'm on
I look up to the sky and I see doves cry, oh my
[Verse] - Quentin Gilmore
No the money never made
I went broke and I went crazy
Crazy how they treat you when you broke
I'm still the same me
Memories invading yo mind
You can't erase me
You just want me back young and dum
Some n*ggas dum and old
They ain't really wanna grow
I try to teach some of my n*ggas
They ain't wanna know
I couldn't be one of those
Unambitious n*ggas
Only wanting clothes
Only wanting hoes
Only wanting cars
I want my little sister to smile
Y'all dressing the same
I been switching the style
Blame Ratisha for that
Came up under teachers
I'm teaching em back
Violating n*ggas
I'm frequent at that
Look, we could meet in the back
Shout out the stash box
You know I'm discreet wit the pack
Put me wit the wolves
I'm leading the pack
Hard times, n*ggas would easily rat
I need Beem on the track
Think I needed you
You needed me back
Remember when I didn't need weed to relax
I'm just tryna go back to them days I got cut from the teams
Still I would dream of one day hitting game winning threes
Till the day I hit that game winning shot
I never thought I end up getting locked
Play the yard, spin the block
Watch for the 12
You catch a signal 13
You keep locked in a cell
Locked in a hell
Might've been me who slid that book under ya cell
[Outro]
Will you love me when I'm gone?
Still accept me when I'm on?
Won't forget you when I'm gone
I look up to the sky and I see doves cry, oh my
Will you love me..
..I know I got the verse wrong