Savon

It was definitely her.

Because I haven't really been able to find her.

So salute to her, man.

I hope she gets those interviews she wants.

I think I'm okay.

Well I like shit, but I'm ain't too strong.

Shit got so ill, it was kinda hard for the guard to laugh through tears I went through something with mama, no drama Something that came and went, real life karma My pop think his son is deserting him, is hurting him Guess I gotta be the man and sit down and work with him My little boy seven, he deceiving to the thug So I told him the money will never come back

never eaten to the love, listen I'm grown y'all, when it comes to my family, it ain't never a problem, it's only the phone call, I intend to take that, and run with it, so every other month, I'll be on some new phone, who knows shit, they violate it, stay again, Gus told me to be my

Broke K-Leg again, shh, let us pray again Ain't enough for hangin' in a local bar jet Had to let the thing off cross town in the projects All these rumors and shit, but I ain't get robbed yet Bitch-ass niggas ain't stop actin' like broad jet An arm reach up, a gun in the mask Somebody clip me for a hundred in cash Still feel me, I hit the road, try to get more grip There was cool until the bomb, fuck, I'm told I was flipped Fuck, no charges brought up Bitch popped up with a kid, got caught up

Where is he from?

But Grape Street already told me you're paying to run with him.

Always, but I don't want to see no cops.

Somebody tell Paul we ride it.

We ride it.

Get ready to auction off the car.

Shit, boy, it will never be bump head.

Since you like having people with you, get you a hospital with bone bags.

Without Dr. Dre, you would just make slow jams.

Come up out of that witness protection program.

Come on.