I Got U

Yeah. Check this shit out. Yeah. Family comes first, my nigga. Frank and Jess. Yeah. These are the James brothers. I'm with you, my nigga. I'm with you too, Bro. Yeah. Hit this, man. The family. Damn, let me hit that, bro. Pass that. That's the bomb right there, Dog. I Yeah, I'm fucking with you. Let it be. Terrible, the unbearable laws of life. Here to save motherfuckers like the jaws of life. The streets don't affect me like they used to, Dog. Concrete, I try to stay solid as stone. All I really want's a couple million or better. I done made a couple mistakes that I wish I didn't. It's a couple people that's dead that I'm wishing was living. It's some clouds over my Head that affects the existing. Open your eyes and this is the existence I Live in. There's a couple times I wanted to Shoot and dip, but I didn't. Sometimes I wish I did. I been engaged twice, and now it's the third. I watched, but never really flipped me a bird. I shot, but never really chipped nobody, Nigga. In '95 Pac said your name's Young Gotti. I been bankrupt, I fuck people up. Me, Snoop, and Joe Cool all up in the Cut. I put my brother in the game at Thirteen. I exposed him to all kinds of negative Things. Wish I didn't, And I know when my Breath start leaving, Sco will be right there while I'm coughing and heaving. If I'm laying niggas down, I guess I'm paying For it now. They trying to get it right. Now the same people that I thought loved me's Trying to bust me, saying fuck me. I guess there's no difference between the day and The night. They say life's a struggle, but is My struggle in vain? I don't know. Maybe you can help and explain. All I know is 'til we die, Jesse and Frank James. been through things, my nigga. Done been in the streets so long, I see, I learned them games. I been on lane, my nigga. Chose to get that money, smart, kept away from Pulling them triggers. Now the fame and cheese and Gs and mills, you know I get that. Don Juan for sure, 'cause I been ordained, My nigga. Pimp game from Cali to Vegas while I'm switching lanes. And I got you. Yeah, Gotti and Sco. Big Frank, Young Jess, Jess, And I got you. And I won't do for nobody else. James. Yeah. We move this cocaine by the bucket. Throw them things hella fuck it. Snow or rain, no pain, no gain. No cash, my account fluctuates up and down so Fast, I'm gon' spaz if don't concentrate. It's me and Gotti first and foremost. 'Til it's two bodies in the dirt with shots Through their shirt and torso. Shoulder to shoulder 'til it's over, even more so. Hoes to the toaster, we coasting, whipping the Ford Door. We hardcore, young R to the O. BR to the O, the only nigga I wore Four. Life is just like dying to shoot. I been over, around, under it, Through. I been up, down, lost and found. I fell down, brodie picked me up off the Ground. Them shells pound on a nigga like fists From Heaven. I been down since eleven pushing pounds And repping. Hooded sweats and black masks and an Unmarked weapon. To the death, max blast, Niggas learn that lesson. Gotti Sco is just like Smith and Wesson. Big Heck and Young Cot, Big Tech and Young Rock. been through things, my nigga. Been in the streets so long, I see, I Learned them games. I been on lane, my nigga. Chose to get that money, smart, kept away from Pulling them triggers. Now the fame and cheese and Gs and mills, you know I get that. Don Juan for sure, 'cause I been ordained, My nigga. Pimp game from Cali to Vegas while I'm switching lanes. And I got you.