North Of Death

(speaking)
Uh... Young Chris... Lost so many homies to this game... Our father

Ride for my
Die for my
Get high with my
Split pies with my
'Til my body get hard, soul touch the sky
'Til my numbers get called and got shut my eyes
Ride... yeah Ride

Verse 1

Is they with my or against me/
How these p*ssies gonna convince me to start and don't follow up/
It touch my heart when kids follow us, my mom proud of us/
Plus I love the green when in God we trust/
My mama's stuck, so you don't care about them killin' her?/
And I got beef with them, him, him, or her/
You muth*fkas better recognize/
And everybody got burners, the first to draw the opposites the next to die/
That's how it go, that ain't just how I flow/
I still live it nigg* that's how I know, in the hood everyday/
How you dudes eating good everyday/
But mama working but the bills take out food every pay/
Got the b*tch in her daughter though/
Since a ten step, pops did ten since her water broke/
That nigg* got like a thug, then did a dime/
Came home left my moms and did another ten/

Chorus

As I walk through the North of Death/
They souls gone but their voices left/
They talk to me every chance the get, I gotta make it for the chance they missed/
s**t we all don't get a chance like this/
It's hard living homie, more than music/
C and Neef dawg who you got us confused with/
True s**t we 'bout to do it, Neefy don't lose it/
Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint/

Verse 2

I wake up and ask the Lord to forgive us/
'Til I die put my boys over girls/
But I can't put my boys over business, cuz I'd hate to go wild/
When soon's I go to trial be my boy as a witness/
s**t I'm just another poor with the riches/
Trying keep my mama cool, give her more while I living/
Rhyming cool, but it ain't what I expected/
It's fk you if you ain't what they expected, they love when you giving records/
(you gotta respect it) it's just the gift I was blessed with/
If ya'll ain't impressed with the s**t I do, I'll give it a rest, s**t/
(But promotions) If I get what the rest get, how can neglect it/
respect it, s**t it's a method, lean/
19 giving broad s**t (day and night seems)/
Putting on stretchers, nigg* 'peam, whole team, got Beans, so you get wet up/
We got pistols forever, s**t it's just getting better... as I/

As I walk through the North of Death/
They souls gone but their voices left/
They talk to me every chance the get, I gotta make it for the chance they missed/
s**t we all don't get a chance like this/
It's hard living homie, more than music/
C and Neef dawg who you got us confused with/
True s**t we 'bout to do it, Neefy don't lose it/
Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint/

Verse 3

It's funny how girls used to say he's a loser/
Now people say he's the future/
And I got to stay on my groove/
Cuz I'd hate to buck around and, and fk around it'd be my face on the news/
Mama been through enough of the pain/
So I'm a move her, But I ain't moving 'til I gotta enough the game/
Man these dudes better up up their game/
The hood love us, and their ain't nothing to start from the muscler gang/
No disrespect I love my to death/
Cuz in the ROC it ain't about who spit it the best/
And plus we way different from rest/
You gotta show I'm rolling out, it ain't about who getting them checks/
I'm a roll out 'til the wheels fall off/
Keep rolling or you will fall off, you ain't official they will clip you/
Teflon Don, extended both pistols/
Bang bang block and pistol grinding, pistol popping... as I/

As I walk through the North of Death/
They souls gone but their voices left/
They talk to me every chance the get, I gotta make it for the chance they missed/
s**t we all don't get a chance like this/
It's hard living homie, more than music/
C and Neef dawg who you got us confused with/
True s**t we 'bout to do it, Bucky don't lose it/
Follow the flow homie like you follow the blueprint