Leanin' Low

I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'
I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'

You died, but your memories I keep
Like how we used to battle rap on my back street
It was amazing, your freestyle was the best
You'd say shit that put other rapper's careers to rest
But last time I saw you was outside of the club
You lost the ring you was givin' to your girl and agg' as fuck
And if I knew I wouldn't see you no more, I wouldn't believe it
That this would be the last time that I would see you breathin'
We was on the same team, with similar goals
To come up in the rap game, ball and flow
It was some fraud shit, you died too soon
Now I roll around, aggravated, starin' at the moon
Contemplatin' all the good times that we had
And if roles were reversed, I know you'd be sad
But I ain't even trippin', I'm gon' see you again
And when I do, you gon' have a platinum mic in your hand

I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'
I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'

I remember when I heard the news
I was rollin' down the freeway, bangin' Screw
They said it on the radio
I was mad, then amok, but all I could do was say "No"
I pulled over to the liquor storre
Bought a fifth of Hen and poured 'Til it wasn't full
Now I roll, still trippin' at the world
Wonderin' why it had to go past its twirl
Your flow was the best, I mean number one
My only mentor in this game of guns
And will I ever have another?
Hell nah, 'cause you was like my big brother
That showed me how to flow
And now I know, I wish you didn't go
But in the tunnel, it's light at the end
And when it's said and done, I'm gon' be rappin' with my friend

I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'
I see you're gone
And ballin' on
Leanin' low
G'd up fo' sho'