As I look up at the sky
My mind starts trippin', a tear drops my eye
My body temperature falls
I'm shakin' N' they breakin', tryin' to save the Dogg
Pumpin' on my chest N' I'm screamin'
I stop breathin', damn am I seein' deamons?
Dear God, I wonder can ya save me
I can't die, my Boo-Boo's 'bout to have my baby
I think it's too late for prayin', hold up
A voice spoke to me N' it slowly started sayin'
-Bring your lifestyle to me, I'll make it better
-How long will I live?
-Eternal life N' forever
-N' will I be the G that I was?
-I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even
dreamed of
So relax your soul, let me take control
Close your eyes my son
-My eyes are closed
Murder... (Murder was the case that they gave me)(X2)
I'm fresh up out my coma
I got my momma N' my daddy N' my homies in my corner
It's gonna take a miracle, they say
For me to walk again N' talk again but anyway
I get fronted some keys, to get back on my feet
N' everything that nigga said came to reality
Livin' like a baller,loc
Havin' money, N' blowin' hella chronic smoke
I bought my momma a Benz N' bought my Boo-Boo a Jag
N' now I'm rollin' in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad
-Just remember who changed your mind
Cuz when you start set-trippin', that ass mine
Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want, never have a need
They say I'm greedy but I still want mo'
Cuz my eyes wanna journey some mo', really doe
(Check it out)
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
No mo' indo, gin N' juice
I'm on my way to Chino, rollin' on the grey goose
Shackled from head to toe
25 with an izzl, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggaz from the other side recognize my face
Cuz it's the O.G. D-O-double G, L-B-C
Mad doggin' niggaz cuz I don't care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggaz stare as I enter the center
They send me to a leval 3 yard, that's where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin' on the floor
Niggaz gettin' they shanks, just in case the war
Pops off, cuz you can't tell what's next
My little homey Baby Boo took a pistol in his neck
N' he probably won't make it to see twenty-two
I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo
Murder... (Murder was the case that they gave me)(X4)