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Cole

Started from the ground

Building to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon&rsquo survive now

Yeah it&rsquo s cold blood in a n***a

The streets left no love in a n***a

If I could paint a picture

I would show the image of a

Yeah n***a

Popping pain killers

Praying for a call for the

Here&rsquo s a voice for the voiceless

My words like multiple choice to the choiceless

Emerge like a search light in the darkness

For this young black carcass

My n***as either join the Armed Forces or they corpses now

In God we trust But it&rsquo s bucks that we worship now

Boy that root of evil gon&rsquo forever rule the people

See I seen just what that fast money gon&rsquo come and do to people

Hit a lick it was a hit

He said &ldquo let's go and do the sequel&rdquo

But his n***a wasn&rsquo t &lsquo bout it n***a wasn&rsquo t &lsquo bout it now

Feeling guilty What would Momma think about me

Told&rsquo em think about it n***a won't you think about it now

But he was money hungry

Plus he trigger happy

So they hopped up in the Caddy

Burnt his pack just like a Stevian

Thirty minutes later blood is leaking at the ATM

Momma in denial like her baby boy on trial

For a murder that he ain&rsquo t commit

Tears soak the handkerchief