Get Along.

I was back in 3rd grade when caught my first body
I thought everybody was out to fucking harm me
I was all alone, had no where to go
Now im with gang out in the streets slinging dope
I cant tell the difference between catching bodies
Its become my hobby
Blood all on my hands families in my head im feeling sorry

I just hit a lick around the corner
Bullets got to popping theres one in my shoulder
But ion got no body to take care of me
Once i chose this life they turned they head on me
But they dont understand
They only contrabutions was teaching the young ones how to get retrabution
Hell yeah it was confusin

Now I under stand what i gotta do
Its the killers who needin killing out here too
So when i leave the house i pack the tool
I pray to god they dont reach or imma shoot

Killing leads to anger and the anger turns to killing
Leaving the young ones behind to become villans
Nobody right nobody wrong
We all just need to get along

Its been 4 years since they took my brother from me
I got so damn mad i took his mother from him
Niggas dont understand what it means to see yo brother dead
Laying on the floor thinkin damn
I remember playing the game with worry on my mind
Im sorry my brother now we say goodbye
Now i got Long live tj in my bio
All because yall goofy nigga in denial

Killing leads to anger and the anger turns to killing
Leaving the young ones behind to become villans
Nobody right nobody wrong
We all just need to get along