I turn my story back My dead homies I see them I turn my story back I was close to the prison Sharin life with the drugs got my gun aimed wit no fuckin reason Got bad bitchez in thirteen thirty three reasons to not get back in Aaaw aww Straight up from the bottom oh lord lemme U saw me bangin Yeah u know I'm sellin Got packed rocks Cops just got two-two-eight Gettin pappers like im broke but there ain no pappers Imma wake up drunk again I'm ain'tt the best in rap now Imma never let 'em back Ain't no fuckin gang bangin I'm alone I'm bangin ---------------------------------------------------------------------------— Im alone Im korvo See yo face so funny when my money don't grow Burn bitch burn In a firewater Like a couple of shots of tequila burn out I heard bout I grown up through the dirt I got no hoes I dont give a fuck if u smoke my dope and u gone My homies can write on my gravestone I was low Im alone Im bangin