[Verse 1: Lil Chill] Jumped up outta bed to the same ole bullshit Niggas wanna trip so now its time to load my clip Rollin' with my nigga ese daz in the ride With the 9mm on my muthafuckin' side Cause now its time to ride on these fools Handling our bizzick and we playing that shit coo Cause fuckin' with my niggas ain't nothing nice I stay down as a real compton nigga fa life I lost my homie in the fuckin' gang violence I close my eyes bow my head and lets have a moment of silence And pour a crooked eye on the curb My homies down 1 by 1 and its getting my on my nerves Will i be the next nigga to straight fall or will us niggas come together and call a truce and only clock dubs Ain't no love lost to my niggas
[Ese Daz] Why is that?
[Lil Chill] Because i got much love
[Verse 2: Ese Daz] Aw shit, goddamn, trip up the man, ese daz, spanish fly loco not giving a damn 2 to the 1 to the 3 from the harb homes, down with the homie J chill from Comp-ton Rolling up to the spot Giving it up to the homies on the blocks cause its like i gets love so i gots to give some back Even though u can't trust no man Nowadays homies will back stab And hoochies doing nothing but money grabbing God ole mighty i just can't stand I walk to the liquor store and get me a 4-0 Pour some on the curb for the dead home boys i know And now im on my weed Hittin the switches up and down side to side as i lay In my 63, u can see me Mr. d-a-z j chill and the home girl pollaseed oh man i gots to give love To all the homies up above
[Chorus] It ain't no love lost x3
[Verse 2: Lil Chill] I'm steady struggling to survive cause this ain't no place for me Cause tomorrow is a day that's not promised to me so I Fire up the bionic and I just had to take a hit And I represent a tear or two Niggas can't fade j chill, my crew I'm coming straight out the C-P-T with my homie that's coming out the Harb Mr. d-a-z and now they got me in a fix I start to reminisce damn my mind is starting to play tricks I'm tossing and turning next thing I know i'm waking up In the early morning people standing up over me crying I got seconds to live because i'm dying Oh what shall i do? i'm all blood and now i'm through
[Verse 2: Ese Daz] I shed a tear every time one of my homies goes down straight up at a funeral my head is spinning round and round Mothers crying, brothers dying i'm staring at my homie As hes dead lying in a coffin damn its happening to often see will i live to the age i wanna be? or will i be another ese on the news white chalk surrounds where i laid damn that ain't cool So i gotta hang the best way i can hang it put my hands together pray to god, hope i make it so i won't be another ese on the street or have my homies pouring a 40 on the curb for me That's how i survive, its kill or be killed in the harb so i'm going for mine and never being sent to [???] j chill, ese daz and it ain't no luv lost