End Of Me Freestyle

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That is what I'm

Me and my nigga used to post up on the same corner

Summertime sweatin', takin' turns on a forty bottle

He had a laugh louder than the whole block

We was broke, but we was tight, like a knot

Nobody told us, two kids couldn't hustle up

Told a little somethin', kept the pockets stuffed

He sits back, one day the streets gon' know my name

I said, brother, we gon' get it, ain't no shame

Fuck the world, we was family for real

Shared a plate, shared a dream, shared a meal

Nigga never had a dollar that he wouldn't split

Never had a secret that he wouldn't keep it

We was young, we was dumb, we was free

Didn't know the block takin' from me

Remember nights we would sit on the curb

Talkin' big, talkin' crazy, never heard

Him say a bad word about a single soul

He was solid as a rock, he was gold

Motherfucker had a heart bigger than the hood

But the hood don't love you, even when you good

You got caught up in the shit that we all chase

Wanted stripes, wanted rank, wanted a place

I told him, slow down, nigga, hold your ground

But the streets got a voice, at least it drowns the sound

Bitch, I should've seen it comin'

You should've even signed me

You should've known the way it changed up

It was me and him alone on a Tuesday

He pulled a piece and I ain't know what to say

Nine shots rang, my body hit the pavement

It bleedin' out and I can't even face it

And he cryin', my man, why you do this shit?

My brother, my homie, was this all that you get?

He pulled my hoodie back and seen my face

And his hands started shakin' in that place

He said, I didn't know, man, I wanted to be big

Please live, please live, please don't leave me here

Motherfucker, I was fade, fade, fadin' out

Couldn't feel my legs, couldn't even shout

Everything went black, everything went cold

I was nineteen years old, I was bold

Woke up in a hospital bed

Tubes in my arm, voices in my head

Nerd set, boy, you a lucky one

Nine holes in you and you ain't done

I sat up at the pen, I thought about that block

How a friend turned a gun into a lock

Never spoke to him again, that's the truth

Never got to say the words for my youth

He wanted to be a gangster, that's the cause and excuse

Took him to my brother's loss

Back in the studio, pen in my hand

Bandages still on, I can barely stand

I told the engineer, turn the fuckin' mic on

I got a story for the world before I'm gone

I will rhyme to this fuckin' enemy

I will run to this motherfuckin' enemy

Every bar is a sword that I carry inside

Every word is a nick that I gotta hide

Try to patch it up, call him on the phone

He ain't pick up, he was out on his own

Try to prove to the block he was hard

Try to show he a gangster in charge

But the streets don't care about a nigga's pride

The streets just waiting for a reason to slide

Got a call one night, he was gone

Somebody put him in the ground at dawn

I was too late, too slow, too far

Now I'm staring at the sky, wondering who you are

So I carry this shit heavy on my back

Every verse, every rhyme, every track

He was family, he was blood, he was mine

And I lost him to a motherfuckin' street sign

Bitch, the block don't love you back, never did

It just takes and it takes what I've been took

I will rhyme till it's the fuckin' end of me

I will rhyme till it's the motherfuckin' end of me

For my brother, rest in peace, where you at?

I ain't never gettin' over all that shit

I will rhyme till it's the fuckin' end of me

Yeah, lay back, motherfucker

I will rhyme till it's the fuckin' end of me