Refrão:
G                      D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
        Em                           Em7
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
     C                        Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
    C                       D
My nigga, we the last ones left

But life goes on

Verso:
     G
As I bail through the empty halls
D
Breath stinkin' in my jaws
Em                       Em7
Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
C                       Em
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin by
C                    D
It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry
G                D
Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
Em                    Em7
We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
  C                          Em
Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
 C                          D
Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me
 G                             D
Two in the morning and we still high assed out
 Em                 Em7
Screamin thug till I die before I passed out
 C                  Em
But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
         C                      D
Thinkin I don't wanna die all alone

But now ya gone
G                  D
And all I got left are stinkin memories
Em                    Em7
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin Hennessy
C                       Em
While tryin to make it last
           C                           D
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed

Cause life goes on

Refrão:
G                      D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
        Em                           Em7
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G          (2x)
     C                        Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
    C                       D
My nigga, we the last ones left
But life goes on

Verso:
G                    D
Yeah nigga I got the word as hell
    Em                    Em7
Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
C                     Em
Time to prepare to do fed time won't see parole
  C                       D
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin old
G                          D
Plus with the drama we're lookin out for your baby's mama
Em                        Em7
Takin risks, while keepin cheap tricks from gettin on her
C                Em
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
C                    D
Remember gamin on dumb hotties at chill parties
G                      D
Me and you no true a two
                  Em
While scheming on hits and gettin tricks
     Em7
That maybe we can slide into
C
But now you buried
Em
Rest nigga cause I ain't worried
C                        D                      G
Eyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemetery
                  D
Though memories fade
                   Em
I got your name tatted on my arm
        Em7                    C
So we both ball till my dyin days
                Em
Before I say goodbye
         C
Kato and Mental rest in peace
D
Thug till I die

Refrão:
G                      D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
        Em                           Em7
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G          (2x)
     C                        Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
    C                       D
My nigga, we the last ones left

But life goes on

Verso:
  G                D
Bury me smilin, with G's in my pocket
     Em                       Em7
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
 C                              Em
Let the hoes that I used to know

From way before
  C                         D
Kiss me from my head to my toe
    G
Give me a paper and pen
      D
So I can write about my life of sin
  Em                   Em7
A coupla bottles of gin incase I don't get in
   C                        Em
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
        C
Nobody cries when we die
     D                  G
We outlaws let me ride
             D
Until I get free
             Em                   Em7
I live my life in the fast lane got police chasin me
C                          Em
To my niggas from old blocks from old crews
       C                      D
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
 G                              D
Pour out some liquor have a toast for the homies
         Em                 Em7
See we both gotta die but you chose to go before me
 C                                 Em
And brothers miss you while you're gone
       C                         D
You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan

Life goes on

Refrão:
G                      D
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
        Em                           Em7
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G          (2x)
     C                        Em
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death
    C                       D
My nigga, we the last ones left

But life goes on