Why

I’ve been through it all, I done seen a lot before
God damn man why my homie had to go, I can’t even hang with my homie no more
For my dead guys my niggas go out and blow
I was smoking on some dope drinking some Hennessy
Reminiscing on the past it was killing me
Into it with everybody, got alot of enemies
I already got shot so ain’t killing me (at all)
Man this shit sad why yall have to leave
R.I.P Tutu, Tooka, Jojo and BT
I remember them days they all used to be with me
I did alot of shit with that chopper see
That today or tommorow I dont even know
Damn man why lil Tyquan have to go
Catch a opp on 064 smoke him some like dope
I got my city on my back I’m Clout lord double 0
My blows go retarded, just because we are departed
That shit made me cold hearted, see a opp and he a target
Niggas killed my bro, them niggas got me fucked up
Y’all shot me, I didn’t die, I swear to god y’all lucked up
Chopper with a saw, turn a savage into a dust
My desert eagle my dick, see a opp and I bust a nut
I’m so Oso Arrogant, that shit I’m gonna never stop
I’m Tookaville, I’m 063, Saint Lawrence yea that’s my block
Shout out to them shooters on EBT they totting jocks
Watch out for tow trucks, in my hood yea them the cops
You from the other side, that mean you a fucking opp
I see a opp and I whack a opp and I’ll watch his fucking body drop