I Wonder

Long live the bros
Long live Mook, long live Mike
You say they name in vain, bro put a double-L in front of your name

Lost Lil Mook and Mike, I ain't gon' lie, I felt defeated, uh (yeah, I was hurt)
Make a hundred thousand, put it up, and then repeat it
Was talkin' crazy on the 'net, when he got caught, he got deleted (ah)
This motor Supercharged, 12 better not hit them lights, they gon' get treated (yeah, bitch, we gone)
Sippin' lean and talkin' to this mic, shit therapeutic (this shit smooth)
Shit goin' cool, so they around, but they gon' leave when shit get heated (when shit get bad)
If you around just for the money, Michael Jack', bitch, you can beat it (bitch, get the fuck on)
Off a six of Trish, I'm twisted up, I'm somewhere close to Venus
Got fucked up, but he ain't die, he had a real good talk with Jesus (what the fuck?)
I be creepin' through the night, throughout the day when I be sleepin' (when I be sleepin')
Gave him a Glock and told him: When you kill a nigga, you can keep it
I would've bought him any hat, man, what the fuck was lil bro thinkin'? (What the fuck?)
I been tryna stay afloat, but every day feel like I'm sinkin' (feel like I'm drownin')
This a dirty game, but this shit just hit harder from the bleachers
I was the class clown, the one that never listens to his teachers
Bought my mama a new crib and I did that just off of features
I know real niggas feel the shit that's comin' out these speakers (I know they do)
They should've gave that man a ride, I heard they shot him out his sneakers (what the fuck?)
I can't wait till they free 3, I miss him bad 'cause he a tweaker (ayy)
I was goin' to sleep in church 'cause I wasn't tryna hear no preacher (no, I wasn't)
But I'm thankin' God 'cause I could've been somewhere flippin' pizzas (man, what the fuck?)
If she goin', then she goin', just leave her, you don't gotta beat her (gotta beat her)
Your plug got it for what? Come fuck with us, you get it cheaper (you get it lower)
Glock 19X with visi' on the back, this bitch a keeper (this my favorite)
I got rich and ain't shit change, I still be dancin' with the reaper
This ain't rap beef, I done really lost my family, this shit deeper (this shit deep)
I had to read big bro his rights 'cause he was tweakin' 'bout an eater (what the fuck?)
Say they don't trust me, but it's cool 'cause I don't trust them niggas either (no)
A casket or a cell, I can't see me up in neither (no)
He was talkin' out his neck and caught a pow right to the kisser (you know that)
I done seen the goofiest niggas of 'em all turn to a killer (what the fuck?)
I keep Backend on my side 'cause he shoot shit like Reggie Miller (that's my dog)
They keep sayin' they miss the old Von, just wait' till I drop Skrilla
Ain't get to shoot no video, he died soon as he dropped a Triller (this dumbass)
Before I was this rap nigga, I used to be a stealer
These fours done turned to eights, I'm really fuckin' up my liver (what the fuck?)
I wonder what niggas gon' do when the feds come (what they gon' do?)
I used to wonder what I'm gon' do when my bread come (spend it all)
Even with my glasses on, all I see is redrum (I see dead)
If you foul me, TEC go off and that's an and-one, nigga