Live By The Gun Die By The Gun

(Guy)

It honestly hurt to see him dead,
And the pain fùcked up my head.
First job I almost bought a strap,
To go air out the murderer's trap.
In my feelings I still break down,
But I couldn't find him in town.
Family cried and expressed pain,
Like what did killing him gain?
Premeditated, I just want equity,
Cause of the pain inflicted on me.
I'm still fighting back these tears,
After all of these long ass years.
Life is a bìtch but we still love her.
I'm acting like Friday Chris Tucker,
Cause I'm feeling mad paranoid.
Living or dying by the gun I must avoid.

(Hook)

Should I still try to retaliate,
Or should I go and meditate?
My heart is drenched in hate.
Will living by the gun seal my fate?
Will revenge set my path straight,
Or will curves stop me from being great?
Somebody say let him live...

(Dead guy)
Mama Ion't wanna be a statistic,
Is what I said that same morning.
The statement must not have been realistic...
Cause that day didn't end up boring.
I was surrounded by fine hoes.
My boy was geeked switchin flows.
My other homie was sippin a slurpie,
And we had them hoes gettin flirty.
You should've known the money dirty.
We were bragging about the cash.
I was living life fast until the crash...
The bullets crashed through the glass.
They shot my homies in the ass,
But the hoes and I received head shots.
Living by the gun murdered my ass.
I'm sorry, I know you and the family miss me lots.

(Hook)

You should not try to retaliate,
But you should go and meditate?
Your heart is drenched in hate.
Living by the gun will seal your fate?
Revenge wont set your path straight,
Curves will stop you from being great?
Imma say let him live...

 

In heaven. A lot of things talk that shouldn't talk

 

Thank you.