Текст песни TRIPS - Maxo Kream

July 22nd, 1992
Eleven pounds, six ounces
Mom gave birth to money du
We did everything together, you did everything I do
Blood brother and I love him
Thuggin′ since the age of two
As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due
Vacuum sealers for the ola, at school, sellin′ doja

Takin' trips to California
You're frequent flyin′ with United
OG Chronic marijuana buyin′
How you end up dyin'?
Niggas set my brother up
Try to run off with his stuff
They tried to take your pounds
You chased em′ down and fucked that nigga up

Right jab, uppercut, he hit the ground then y'all start to scuff
On his neck, he felt you was threat, he had the burner tucked
Four-five, pocket rocket, he just bought it but ain′t use yet

My brother should've wore a vest
He should′ve grabbed that pipe, before he chased him out the house
Instead he fightin' for his life and he bleedin' out the mouth
Ran up the stairs two flights
Then collapsed in front the house

Slammed the door, and woke up Ike
Who was sleepin′ on the couch
But dude was screamin′ out
"They shot me", layin' in a bloody puddle
Tried to rob me, then they popped me, nigga got me for my bundles

Ike was screamin′ like
"Who did it, where they at? Just point 'em out"
Can′t pick him up 'cause he too heavy, so he set him on the couch
Losin′ blood, could barely breathe
Ike screamed, "Somebody help!"

He was in the house with, came up runnin' the steps
My brother bleedin' on the ground and he ain′t even tryna help
He grabbed the pounds and then he left
He ain′t tried to save my brother
He was tryna save his self (he was tryna save his self)

Hopped in his car and left the house
Ike performin' CPR
Gave my brother mouth to mouth
Police sirens from afar
But feel like time was runnin′ out (this shit pathetic)

More than half an hour, waitin' on the paramedics
Spent another half an hour, answerin′ questions for detectives
Fightin', screamin′, "Lord, Jesus, someone help him"
Gassed when breathin', he so helpless
Barely breathin', now he breathless (now he breathless)

We did everything together, you did everything I do
As we got older, hit them corners ′cause the rent was past due
We did everything together, you did everything I do
As we got older, hit them corners ′cause the rent was past due

Takin' trips to California
You′re frequent flyin' with United
OG Chronic marijuana buyin′
How you end up dyin'?
Niggas set my brother up
Try to run off with his stuff
They tried to take your pounds
You chased em′ down and fucked that nigga up