L-BURNA AKA LAYZIE BONE - For The Thugs That's Gone lyrics

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Deuce-double-oh-tre

Layzie Bone, representin for all my fallen soldiers

I keep my, feet on the concrete, and I ride for the cause

That's why this opportunity still knockin like I would in my balls

Forever the, hood in me dawg, and yeah the law is still trailin

Been some time since I been drug sellin, they labeled me a thug felon

And at least they think so, see me rollin in my Benzo drivin

I-90 East on the freeway, po-po and they wanna stop me

They see me leave the projects, pick up suspicious objects

My cousin Skano had that sticky green so I went to cop it

They always fuckin with me, just got a Denali truck

They hate that I'm it with the windows tinted, finna roll this up

And I know they hate to see me, they smell the leather on me

As soon as they ask me for license I'm quick to flash it on 'em

And sure done rollin 'em proper, cause dawg I learned my lesson

Big Wally told me to get legit so I can roll with weapons

And I pray the Lord he bless 'em, I pray he R.I.P.

Forever I'm holdin down your legacy in these streets

So we pour this liquor out

For the thugs that's gone, for the thugs that's gone

And if you feelin what we talkin about

Then you know we mourn, and you know it's on

Even though they all gone home

You know life goes on, and it won't be long

'til we see each other again

It goes on and on on, and on and on on

We wanted the money and the power, remember how quick it all came?

Little hustlers gettin it, makin that dough, already we thick in the game

We thought we as slick as they came, a little bit sick and deranged

Doin thangs, did not seem strange, I can't explain but we had to bang

And your name we keep it poppin, them polished pimpin playas

Represent from everywhere, my niggaz from the Clair

We keep on movin, movin, if I happen to be who next

Just keep on movin, movin, makin these niggaz give respect

Cause I'm that worldwide baller now, and everywhere I go

I keep my heat right by my side, in case y'all ain't know

We wouldn't do shit to start some drama, man we riders for real

Layin our freedom on the line, tryin to provide us a meal

And I'm makin mil's, sellin mil's off record deals, still in the hood

Nigga Troy, Hollywood, Little Boo, it's all good

We love y'all and miss y'all, Tombstone from Mo Thug

You my dawg, and sho' enough, and you know when I show love (that's right)

This life is tricky, ain't it? Pictures painted, tainted and distorted

It's like these memories all I have, so I report it and record it

Remember that baby she was gorgeous, not a flaw in the world

But she left us and went to Heaven, oh precious, that beautiful little girl

See we can take it for granted, cause it ain't promised

Never know just how this life is gon' be

Better take advantage as much as you can manage

Cause if you damage it this is all it's gon' be - trust me

Too many celebrities perish, these people we love and cherish

And I had a chance to met Aaliyah, but I was too embarrassed

And I should've took that chance, I heard that from a man

Jam Master Jay was so real, y'all niggaz don't understand

He told me to handle my busniess, make sure I pay my taxes

A little advice from a legend to keep my paper stackin

And I gotta give props to Eazy, that nigga put me on

If he didn't believe in the Thugs, y'all wouldn't have heard of Bone