Four shots to the chest, my ni**as get at me
They don` f**ked around and f**ked up my new white tee
I`m just livin` my life, why they mad at me
Woke up this morning, I ain`t see this coming

Should I even bust back, you ain`t see me running
I hope heaven got a VIP line
Got some partners in hell that`ll sneak me in the back door
You know I hate waitin` in line

Paramedics on the way, but they wastin` they time
Everybody standin` over a ni**a, screamin` s**t
Damn, y`all give a ni**a a second to think
Which one of you ni**as shot me, it was one of you bastards
Bet a ni**a can`t throw a hundred grand in my casket

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

We expect the worst, but hope for the best
But you know how it is, Amen God bless
I can`t leave now ni**as owe me money
My ni**a on the west side owe me `bout a dub

And my partner with a few, s**t he owe a ni**a too
I should`a hugged my son, should`a kissed my mother
Spent some time with her, show her I love her
Every night she was prayin` for me, I was in the streets

Active little ni**a, should I stay in some beef
Gucci go through some real s**t and he really need me
And what about the streets, s**t they need me too
I`m on some got Def Jam, s**t they owe a ni**a too

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

We interrupted our program to bring you this breaking news story
I`m Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT Channel 7
Witnesses say that around 1:45 this morning
Shots were fired out of an Atlanta nightclub

Rapper Young Jeezy was involved in this shooting
But at this time it is unclear whether he was a suspect or the victim
We`ll bring you further details as they become available
Back to you
(Oh, it`s hard to believe he`s the guy)

I was on my way, I was almost gone
I was almost there, I was almost home
It was some Kanye s**t tryna touch the sky
Jesus walks, God testify

I`m a legend like John we`re ordinary people
You only get one life, there`s no sequel
So you can`t take nothing for granted
And don`t take granted for nothing

So I gotta thank God for waking me up this morning
And giving me this air to breath
Please Lord forgive me for every gram I sold
Every glock I popped, every rock that I shot

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin` more nothin` less
When I get where I`m goin`, I just gotta be fresh