(Wishing I could've did something, yeah)
(Wishing I could've saved you)
Wishing I could've did something, yeah
Wishing I could've saved you
And that shit fucked me up when Tez died
Got me like, "Rest in peace to Wop"
I know you wishing he was here
And long live G10, gon' be too long 'til yo' killer killed
I don't feel no pain, no more tears gon' shed down my face
In the storm them killers be out there drillin' in the rain
In the morning, wet up early like a Drac'
Should've knew we was gon' slide about my bros, the fuck you think?
Glocky, keep that bitch loaded, one in the chamber
Stop me, niggas try to do that shit, they tell you it's dangerous
And I'm feeling all out, feeling all out of giving a fuck
These niggas quick to fold up, I love you bro, but I don't trust you
We take risk to get the money, we ain't passing it up
On the highway, whole gang sticked up
But when it come down to the money, bae, you know it's fuck the love
But I'll probably give you some of this to come and suck me off
First shit I dropped on YouTube, numbers still going up
What you thought we fell off? Now we still going up
Couple niggas switched up, that's some hurtful stuff
We was suppose to be cool, look at what you made me do
I'm heartless right now, no feelings or no trust, oh-no
They say livin' in the past, that's a no-no, no-no, no-no
Lost some bros and it really hurt my soul, my soul, my soul
They say livin' in the past, that's a no-no, no-no, no-no
Lost some bros and it really hurt my soul, my soul, my soul (My soul)
Wishing I could've did something, yeah
Wishing I could've saved you
Wishing I could've did something, yeah
Wishing I could've saved you
And that shit fucked me up when Tez died
Got me like, "Rest in peace to Wop", I know you wishing he was here
And long live G10, gon' be too long 'til yo' killer killed
But I don't feel no pain, no more tears gon' shed down my face
In the storm them killers be out there drillin' in the rain
In the morning, wet up early like a Drac'
Should've knew we was gon' slide about my bros, the fuck you think?
Glocky, keep that bitch loaded, one in the chamber
Stop me, niggas try to do that shit, they tell you it's dangerous
And I'm feeling all out, feeling all out of giving a fuck
These niggas quick to fold up, I love you bro, but I don't trust you
We take risk to get the money, we ain't passing it up
On the highway, whole gang sticked up
But when it come down to the money, bae
You know it's fuck the love (Fuck the love)