Before I'm Gone - Carolina Cole

I hit the w**d I told myself

The last time would be my last

I don't trust my own niggas now my mind racing fast

Got my foot up on the gas

Got a hundred on the dash

If the police run up on me

I ain't stopping for their a**

Boy you know my L's dirty

If they stop me I'm going to jail surely

I'll be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me

Man let me out send me back to b**ches that smell purdy

And all I gotta do is call once

And she 'dere all ready

Yeah buddy can't you tell I'm going through hell

I don't even open my mail

I'm in the shower with soap and the towel

I need cleansing

Bad b**ches all on the prowl they need Benzes

P**sy niggas running they mouth and we ain't flinching

They names ain't even mentioned

I got dreams bigger than your whole team

You niggas so broke yet somehow you so green

I guess it's envy

Started with a penny now i'm getting plenty money

And one time for the city yea

And two times for you hey

And one time for the city hey

And two times for you uhh

Look kid its raining outside boy

F**k an umbrella niggas banging outside boy

They guns'll dumbbell a ni**a

Tired of telling niggas that's deceased rest in peace

We tired of only having just a piece

And f**k policing

They killing niggas what's the reason

His daughter starving and she f**king freezing

So no wonder why he f**king squeezing

They out here bussing leaving niggas

Stuck and bleeding on the flo'

Bullets wet you like a semen on a ho

Breathing slow man I'm in hell

One day you tryna make rent next day you in jail

Lord knows he meant well

So I take the pencil and write like a pen pal

Some sh*t that's darker than the tints up on the windshield

Welcome to Sinville where niggas on base

Sh*t is looking like an infield

High as a Sprint bill

What you think

That's the reason why this ink in my pen kills

Phoney niggas until they are extinct b**ch I've been real

And one time for the city hey

And two times for you yea

And one time for the city hey

And two times for you hey

Them old niggas saying

Cole the wrong one bringing the city shine

All he ever doing is painting pictures of crime

Telling stories of pain painting pictures of d**e

B**ch if you listening I'm painting pictures of hope

That boy in class embarrassed because he broke

Hoping today he won't be the butt of somebody's joke

See me I lived it all from dirt poor in a trailer

Worried about my mother and never trusting my neighbors

To middle class with a backyard and my own room

To being the only black kid in my homeroom

Academically gifted and followed my own rules

Was running the streets hey ma I'll be home soon

Was out chasing hoes was out hooping

Them niggas wasn't balling but yet they was foul shooting

So meet the newest role model

Who don't know how to fake this sh*t

Never sold a rock and look I made it b**ch

And one time for the city yea

And two times for you hey

And one time for the city yea

And two times for you hey

Girl it's been so long I've been gone from you

But you ain't gotta worry about the thangs I do

It's hard but the thought of you would ease my pain

Girl I promise they gon' know our name

Ain't seen you smile in a while

But I been dreaming about you