Life Goes On

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 M n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws
 Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
 Plus, this my homie from high school, he's getting by
 It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
 Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
 We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
 Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
 Get on the roof, let's get smoked out and blaze with me
 Two in the morning and we still high assed out
 Screaming, "Thug 'til I die" before I passed out
 But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
 Thinking I don't wanna die all alone, but now ya gone
 And all I got left are stinkin' memories
 I love them n—s to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy
 While trying to make it last
 I drank a fifth for that when you passed
 'Cause life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)
 My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on (life goes on)
 Yeah n—, I got the word is hell
 Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
 Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole
 Imagine life as a convict that's getting old
 Plus with the drama, we're looking out for your baby's mama
 Taken risks, while keeping cheap tricks from getting on her
 Life in the hood is all good for nobody
 Remember gaming on dumb hotties at yo' parties
 Me and you, no truer two
 While scheming on hits
 And getting tricks that maybe we can slide into
 But now you buried rest n— 'cause I ain't worried
 Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
 Though memories fade
 I got your name tatted on my arm
 So we both ball 'til my dying days
 Before I say goodbye
 Kato and Mental rest in peace, thug 'til I die!
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets? (Life goes on)
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)
 My n—, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on (life goes on)
 Bury me smiling with G's in my pocket
 Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
 Let the hoes that I used to know
 From way before kiss me from my head to my toe
 Give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin
 A couple bottles of gin in case I don't get in
 Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
 Nobody cries when we die, we Outlaws, let me ride
 Until I get free, I live my life in the fast lane
 Got police chasing me
 To my n—s from old blocks, from old crews
 N—s that guided me through back in the old school
 Pour out some liquor, have a toast for the homies
 See, we both gotta die, but you chose to go before me
 And brothers, miss ya while you're gone
 You left your n— on his own, how long we mourn?
 Life goes on
 (How many brothers fell victim to the streets?)
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on homie)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (gone on, 'cause they passed away)
 N—s doing life, n—s doing 50 and 60 years and shit
 ♪
 I feel ya n—, trust me, I feel ya
 You know what I mean
 Last year we poured out liquor for ya
 This year n—, life goes on
 We're gonna clock now
 Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks
 Give playa haters plenty of space
 And basically just represent for you baby
 Next time you see your n—s, you're gonna be on top, n—
 They're gonna be like, "Goddamn, them n—s came up"
 That's right, baby, life goes on and we up out this bitch
 
 Hey Kato, Mental
 Y'all n—s make sure it's poppin' when we get up there man
 Don't front
 (Life goes on)
 Hold me no more, hold me no more
 Yes it do, yes it do, yes it do
 
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 M n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws
 Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
 Plus, this my homie from high school, he's getting by
 It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
 Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
 We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
 Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
 Get on the roof, let's get smoked out and blaze with me
 Two in the morning and we still high assed out
 Screaming, "Thug 'til I die" before I passed out
 But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
 Thinking I don't wanna die all alone, but now ya gone
 And all I got left are stinkin' memories
 I love them n—s to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy
 While trying to make it last
 I drank a fifth for that when you passed
 'Cause life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, but life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)
 My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on (life goes on)
 Yeah n—, I got the word is hell
 Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
 Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole
 Imagine life as a convict that's getting old
 Plus with the drama, we're looking out for your baby's mama
 Taken risks, while keeping cheap tricks from getting on her
 Life in the hood is all good for nobody
 Remember gaming on dumb hotties at yo' parties
 Me and you, no truer two
 While scheming on hits
 And getting tricks that maybe we can slide into
 But now you buried rest n— 'cause I ain't worried
 Eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetery
 Though memories fade
 I got your name tatted on my arm
 So we both ball 'til my dying days
 Before I say goodbye
 Kato and Mental rest in peace, thug 'til I die!
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
 My n—, we the last ones left, and life goes on
 How many brothers fell victim to the streets? (Life goes on)
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (life goes on)
 My n—, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on (life goes on)
 Bury me smiling with G's in my pocket
 Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
 Let the hoes that I used to know
 From way before kiss me from my head to my toe
 Give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin
 A couple bottles of gin in case I don't get in
 Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
 Nobody cries when we die, we Outlaws, let me ride
 Until I get free, I live my life in the fast lane
 Got police chasing me
 To my n—s from old blocks, from old crews
 N—s that guided me through back in the old school
 Pour out some liquor, have a toast for the homies
 See, we both gotta die, but you chose to go before me
 And brothers, miss ya while you're gone
 You left your n— on his own, how long we mourn?
 Life goes on
 (How many brothers fell victim to the streets?)
 Rest in peace young n—, there's a Heaven for a G (life goes on homie)
 Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death (gone on, 'cause they passed away)
 N—s doing life, n—s doing 50 and 60 years and shit
 ♪
 I feel ya n—, trust me, I feel ya
 You know what I mean
 Last year we poured out liquor for ya
 This year n—, life goes on
 We're gonna clock now
 Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks
 Give playa haters plenty of space
 And basically just represent for you baby
 Next time you see your n—s, you're gonna be on top, n—
 They're gonna be like, "Goddamn, them n—s came up"
 That's right, baby, life goes on and we up out this bitch
 
 Hey Kato, Mental
 Y'all n—s make sure it's poppin' when we get up there man
 Don't front
 (Life goes on)
 Hold me no more, hold me no more
 Yes it do, yes it do, yes it do