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Yo. What's up J. Worry? It's Shaheed. All roads lead to Rugged. Rugged Road to Recovery. Yeah. In memory of. I know I said I wasn't going to no More wakes. But that's my day one, I gotta Show my face. And my expensive taste, I go to pay my respect. In a two-piece Gucci suit over a Teflon vest. My hard bottoms Red Bottom when I step. It broke my heart seeing my homeboy laid to Rest. And my homegirl breast cancer ate up her Chest. I would say names, but it's too many To list. I will say this, they're all loved And missed. Put on Pete Rock and CL Smooth When we reminisce. Over you, God bless, You never know who's next. So cherish the moments you get with family and Friends. It's us, never them to the end. I be feeling sorry for the kids 'cause I Know what it is. Life's a bitch and you die, it's aight family. The hardest gangsters cry on the inside. Gangsters don't live that long, it's still the same Song. Roll into the funeral with dust in a Blunt. Carhartts and Timbs read in memory of. But the God stood tall 'cause he did it For us. Gangsters don't live that long, It's still the same song. Roll into the funeral with dust in a blunt. Carhartts and Timbs read in memory of. But the God stood tall 'cause he did it For us. What? E-S, Tone Tone, two-piece slimfold. I just got a call and they told me Baby Slim gone. Baby Pop, Pub Root, Tay Dog, G Smooth. Lost a lot of homies to this shit and It ain't boo. Respect is a must, gotta pay My dues. When I lost D. A., I ain't know What to do. Seem like just yesterday we was Pouring out brew. For the homies who ain't here, Never thought it'd be you. I shed a tear every time I think about My dawg Move. Like this gotta be a bad Dream, it couldn't be true. Used to pull up on Big Wop, Cen and Ella at the stu. Chopping game with Redrum, I miss all my pot roots. And Sean Mack, you was burned, I really miss You, dude. If Nebby was still alive, I'd probably Link up with Duck. He ain't make it to see nineteen, I was Only twenty-one. This for all my dead homies, Sending people love. Gangsters don't live that long, it's still the same Song. Bailing to the funeral with lean in my Cup. Khaki suits and Chucks that read in memory Of. But the homie stand tall 'cause he did It for bloods. Gangsters don't live that long, it's still the same Song. Bailing to the funeral with lean in my Cup. Khaki suits and Chucks that read in memory Of. But the homie stand tall 'cause he did It for bloods