How many brothers fell victim to the streetsRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heaven for a GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftBut life goes onHow many brothers fell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heaven for a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nLife goes on\n\n[Verse One]\n\nAs I bail through the empty halls\nBreath stinkin\' in my drawls\nRing, ring, ring, quiet y\'all, incoming call\nPlus this my homie from high school, he gettin by\nIt\'s time to bury another brother, nobody cry\nLife as a baller, alcohol and booty calls\nWe used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?\nRaised as G\'s, loc\'ed out and blazed the weed\nGet on the roof let\'s get smoked out and blazewith me\nTwo in the morning and we still high assed out\nScreamin thug till I die before I passed out\nBut now that you\'re gone, I\'m in the zone\nThinkin I don\'t wanna die all alone\nBut now ya gone\nAnd all I got left are stinkin memories\nI love them niggas to death, I\'m drinkin Hennessy\nWhile tryin to make it last\nI drank a fifth for that ass when you passed\nCause life goes on\n\n[Chorus]\n\nHow many brothers fell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heaven for a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nBut life goes on\n\nHow many brothers fell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heaven for a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nAnd life goes on\n\n[Verse Two]\n\nYeah nigga I got the word as hell\nYa blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L\nTime to prepareto do fed time won\'t see parole\nImagine life as a convict that\'s gettin old\nPlus with the drama we\'re lookin out for your baby\'s mama\nTakin risks, while keepin cheap tricks from gettin on her\nLife in the hood is all good for nobody\nRemember gamin on dumb hotties at chill parties\nMe and you no true atwo\nWhile scheming on hits and gettin tricks\nThat maybe we can slide into\nBut now you buried\nRest nigga cause I ain\'t worriedEyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemeteryThough memories fadeI got your name tatted on my armSo we both ball till my dyin daysBefore I say goodbyeKato and Mental rest in peaceThug till I die[Chorus]\n\nHow many brothers fell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heaven for a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nAnd life goes on\n\nHow many brothers fell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a heavenfor a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nCause life goes on\n\n[Verse Three]\n\nBury me smilin, with G\'s in my pocket\nHave a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it\nLet the hoes that I used to know\nFrom way before\nKiss me from my head to my toeGive me a paper and pen\nSo I can write about my life of sin\nA coupla bottles of gin incase I don\'t get in\nTell all my people I\'m a Ridah\nNobody cries when we die\nWe outlaws let me ride\nUntil I get free\nI live my life in the fast lane got police chasin me\nTo my niggas from old blocks from old crews\nNiggas that guided me through back in the old school\nPour out some liquor have a toast for the homies\nSee we both gotta die but you chose to go before me\nAnd brothers miss you while you\'re gone\nYou left your nigga on his own, how long we moan\nLife goes on\n\n[Chorus: Repeats to end]\n\nHow many brothersfell victim to the streets\nRest in peace young nigga, there\'s a Heaven for a G\nBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death\nMy nigga, we the last ones left\nBut life goes on\n\n[Voice over chorus]\n\nLife goes on homie\nGone on, cause they passed away\nNiggas doin life\nNiggas doin 50 and 60 years and shit\nI feel ya nigga, trust me, I feel ya\nYou know what I mean\nLast year\nWe poured out liquor for you\nThis year nigga, life goes on\nWe\'re gonna clock now\nGet money, evade bitches, evade tricks\nGive players plenty space\nAnd basicaly just represent for you baby\nNext time you see your niggas\nYou\'regonna be on top nigga\nThey gonna be like,\nGoddamn, them niggas came up\nThat\'s right baby\nLife goes on\nAnd we up out this bitch\nHey Kato, Mental\nY\'all niggas make sure it\'s poppin when we get up there man\nDon\'t front hip-hop, rap