[00:06.99]Hey, Yeah
[00:10.29]Come here, Wussup
[00:10.74]Let me tell you something, Humm?
[00:13.11]Do me this favor, What favor?
[00:14.73]I want you to take care of my kids for me
[00:16.92]I'll be right back, Why you doing this?
[00:22.44]When they ask you about me
[00:25.92]Just tell them he didn't give a ******* about *******t
[00:29.73]That's what I want them to know
[00:32.58]Cuz that's what they think anyways, alright
[00:35.70]Will you be my voice? Okay
[00:38.46]Will you be my feelings?
[00:40.35]Finally let them know
[00:40.98][Verse 1]
[00:41.19]You tell me this
[00:41.94]How do you tell your kids that you addicted to drugs
[00:44.43]And that your love ain't nothing to spark with to a dub
[00:47.10]And even though it's just ******* it got me spending up G's
[00:49.68]Buying up keys and smoking my ******* amongst thieves
[00:52.38]I rather jack off then ******* *******es
[00:54.39]I'll make it crack off
[00:55.41]I hit switches
[00:56.34]Use to get crack off quick
[00:57.54]Do the snitches
[00:58.44]I use to bang up the block
[01:00.09]The homie cooked up the rock
[01:01.65]While I use to look up the block
[01:03.69]For the po po's
[01:04.53]I know my do knows
[01:05.37]And my don't knows
[01:06.33]Moved out the Deuce Fo to do rap shows
[01:08.52]And lost a couple of homies (*******)
[01:09.69]Big Zo he still with me
[01:11.37]He a OG
[01:11.88]29th street Crip
[01:13.20]That ******* know me
[01:14.13]You know E it goes deep
[01:15.87]Q-Ball resting in peace
[01:17.43]Spent years trying to fight the tears
[01:19.35]And I got new problems resting in me
[01:21.30]Still crying over joyce memories
[01:23.22]Still wish Sicx and X was out wit me
[01:25.29]So here's my suicide note (come on)
[01:27.60]Take care of my kids
[01:28.71]Cuz I ain't coming back for years
[01:30.24]Here's my suicide note
[01:32.40]My life is a joke
[01:33.54]Baby please read the letter I wrote
[01:35.58]Here's my suicide note
[01:38.43]Hold back the tears I'll be back in a couple of years
[01:41.70]Here's my suicide note
[01:43.02]Cuz my life is a joke
[01:44.64]So please homie read the letter I wrote

Hey, Yeah
Come here, Wussup
Let me tell you something, Humm?
Do me this favor, What favor?
I want you to take care of my kids for me
I'll be right back, Why you doing this?
When they ask you about me
Just tell them he didn't give a ******* about *******t
That's what I want them to know
Cuz that's what they think anyways, alright
Will you be my voice? Okay
Will you be my feelings?
Finally let them know
You tell me this
How do you tell your kids that you addicted to drugs
And that your love ain't nothing to spark with to a dub
And even though it's just ******* it got me spending up G's
Buying up keys and smoking my ******* amongst thieves
I rather jack off then ******* *******es
I'll make it crack off
I hit switches
Use to get crack off quick
Do the snitches
I use to bang up the block
The homie cooked up the rock
While I use to look up the block
For the po po's
I know my do knows
And my don't knows
Moved out the Deuce Fo to do rap shows
And lost a couple of homies (*******)
Big Zo he still with me
He a OG
29th street Crip
That ******* know me
You know E it goes deep
Q-Ball resting in peace
Spent years trying to fight the tears
And I got new problems resting in me
Still crying over joyce memories
Still wish Sicx and X was out wit me
So here's my suicide note (come on)
Take care of my kids
Cuz I ain't coming back for years
Here's my suicide note
My life is a joke
Baby please read the letter I wrote
Here's my suicide note
Hold back the tears I'll be back in a couple of years
Here's my suicide note
Cuz my life is a joke
So please homie read the letter I wrote