Real shit, to all my loved ones in the cemetery I'mma live it up down here "˜Til I meet you at the crossroads up there
For our loved ones dead and gone Feel what I feel when you hear this song Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way
COB is my religion,what do you believe in I believe in divine intervention I'm lucky to be breathing Gun shots loud out of nowhere Shooter tried to put me under cement God intervene, luckily he seen it Guess that right there wasn't in the agreement Life is cold, I've seen it change niggers I don't blame, when I hang with a Thousand fucking gang members Put you in shovel trouble Sipping that liquor prescribing it like It was vike and call it painkillers Drinking, driving, swerving high on I'm thinking, crying, surging, fine I'm sinking I am hurting why are Why must you leave real niggaz die Where's the justice ,just the other day One of my dead homies and I felt something touch my sleeve Maybe it was just a breeze While I still got time in my hourglass
Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way Could've went the other way For our loved ones dead and gone Feel what I feel when you hear this song
Shout to the whole slaughter house team DJ sour milk,just incredible So what's the morale to the million dollar story It ain't about money, it's more about making something out of nothing And if you can draw inspiration from that That's your millions dollars, shit That's even more than a million dollars