[Verse]Sometimes I wonder, am I really livin'?Shit, not for long, ain't shit to eat up in that kitchenSo I'm pitchin', on the block with my niggas sippin', we gettin'(Twisted) Heat in the bushes, wish you niggas come trippin'I ain't missin', sittin', reminiscin' 'bout the past yearsFatts home but now Leon not hereMan, a nigga still shedding tears over that shitThey gave him six cells then put my nigga under that bitchBut we gon' get you home, that's my wordThey saying if he died six times, he wouldn't learnAnd they wonder why we taught to let these shells burnIn the head of a witness over jail termsHaving a hard time accepting reality, close casualtiesSickness in my family, that shit is always sad to seeSo we grieve, promise me my family straight and bury me a GAnd show them days we always prayed to see[Outro]Said I'm praying for my niggas in the penWash my hands with [?], back to this life of sinA lot of shit fucked up, man, where do I begin?With a gun smoke flare, it's just me in the endFatts home from doing ten, I'm tryin' to keep my family healthyI remember days I used to pray someone would help meNow I'm on stage, just tryin' to pave the wayPromise me my family straight, nigga, I can die todayNigga, I can die todayNigga, nigga, I can die todayNigga, I can die todayI can die today
