Lyrics OCEAN - Future

I got enough tears to fill the ocean for all these losses took in this shit

Got a cousin I ain't seen in years, when we came up, sleepin' on the same bed
And my main dog maxed in the fed, kept my lil' one names off warfare
Junior Boss went out, his gun blowin', always said he'd take a nigga with him
Rider squad go on a rampage, 700 Block kill niggas, madman (murk)

We gotta fill up this pain, it ain't no comparing what made niggas feel (700)
Lil' homie just threw back three pills, he starvin' for bodies, he ready to go kill (yeah)
Hide the Draco, the TEC match the weather (woo)
Red tomato, tonight is inferno (grr)
Had the powder goin' crazy in the kettle
Had the stylist copyin' me and Abel

Man, this loyalty rap shit is real, you hold on a nigga, you fallin' like Jenga (hey)
Took an Indian hoe all my pesos (hey)
Had to pop me a bean, pour some Tris (yeah)
Took some niggas off that I forget
Hope the Carbon don't catch a baguette
To the DA, he done brought up a test
Everything tens or fours or checks
My doggy was slidin', I was still on a jet

Thought of my granny, my tears on my chest
Been with them killers since I was a jit
Raised in Lil Mexico, niggas in trenches
Tell 'em fuck 12, addicted to steppin'
I know that gutter shit run through my flesh (I know that)
Don't speak on my fam 'cause it'll get tense
Hoe leakin' my name, I might get her spint

I'm runnin' my hood from a whole 'nother state now, Skyami the playground
I done ran up a check, I done bought me a cake now, I can go buy a case now
All the shit I done did to come up out of state now, plus a nigga get laid down
Soon as Josh got out, gave him bag of that blue shit

Couple Cubans, some rocks, and some new shit
Plenty hundreds, don't know what to do with 'em
I was happy my bitch got a new nigga
I'm a street nigga, I'll never be cool with 'em
Hoe get out of pocket, nothin' to do with her
Plugged you like a socket, kept it true with you
(Freeband, Freeband Gang)

So many tears, I could fill up an ocean
'Fore the fame came, I was already in motion
And some my young niggas play, best believe niggas soakin', yeah
Out of state, up a stash, two hundred, I'm coastin', yeah

Can't forget about Man, he was there before all this, yeah
Uncle Snoopy got killed, he the reason I'm an artist, yeah
I was posted on the corner, I was goin' my hardest, yeah
Walk you down in broad day, niggas know where my heart at, yeah

On the avenue, yellin' out, "354 shit," nigga, kick in your door shit
I was servin' my auntie when she was a dope head just to go and cop Dolce
And my shirt button open when I do this, I'm focused, you can feel my emotions
Get to trippin' on niggas, I know I'm the chosen 'cause when I was the brokest
I'll go solo on a mission, a nigga gettin' active

Nigga ain't never gon' bap 'bout it
Cooked a four-way right up at the crack house
Any problems with niggas, gon' crash out
Cooked that nigga, we gave him a smackdown
When I send 'em, I know they gon' tell shit
Out the kennel, my dog like a hell-pit
Left me dead, I survived, but you left me

Every day, I preach self-destruction
Don't come lookin' for me at the wrong time
Got a thirty like Curry right past nine
Fuck with G, niggas know I'm gon' frontline
Sit on niggas 'fore we get 'em hunted down
Realest shit ever said, ain't no punchline

So many tears, I could fill up an ocean
'Fore the fame came out, was already in motion
And some my young niggas ready to leave niggas soakin', yeah
Out of state, up a stash, two hundred, I'm coastin', yeah