Child Play (feat. Trapsquad Lal) Video (MV)

You ever lost everything
And you ain't get it
The worst thing you did
Was acknowledge your friendship
Instead of staying down
With the niggas you been with
You sparking up dope
For some niggas you just met
I knew it would be like this
I'm not a prophet
I'm missing my niggas
That's dead or they locked and
The time going slow
I feel like it be stuck and
Don't nobody know
How it feel just to block it
I'm talking about feelings
That we don't be showing
A smile on my face
But I swear
That I'm going through some bullshit
And no I don't want to endure it
Provide for my family
I know I'm a do it provide
For my niggas already been through it
I swear I be chosen
That's what Frank had told me
He died in a accident
He couldn't focus
I'm missing lil bro
Want him back but he floating
Lil bro in the sky
Getting high and it's potent
Don't know why these fake niggas
Keep trying to know him
Ever since we was young
We was moving and touring
This summer played thirty three
I wasn't scoring
When you was around
It was fun never boring
Last time I saw you
Went to school the next morning
Next time I see you
It's going be better mourning
Until then we going keep on
Smoking up and pouring
You ever lost everything
And you ain't get it
The worst thing you did
Was acknowledge your friendship
Instead of staying down
With the niggas you been with
You sparking up dope
For some niggas you just met
I knew it would be like this
I'm not a prophet
I'm missing my niggas
That's dead or they locked and
The time going slow
I feel like it be stuck and
Don't nobody know
How it feel just to block it
I'm talking about feelings
That we don't be showing
A smile on my face
But I swear
That I'm going through some bullshit
And no I don't want to endure it
Provide for my family
I know I'm a do it provide
For my niggas already been through it
I swear I be chosen
That's what Frank had told me
He died in a accident
He couldn't focus
I'm missing lil bro
Want him back but he floating
Beefing hard I keep it with me
Twenty two hallows in this forty
SRT sitting on four g's
I'm on parole can't stop for police
Sipping lean I'm moving slowly
Keep my head up like a nosebleed
Bro shoot the thirty like he Curry
Knock at your door if you owe me
Put a hole in your head like Ginóbili
You ever lost everything
And you ain't get it
The worst thing you did
Was acknowledge your friendship
Instead of staying down
With the niggas you been with
You sparking up dope
For some niggas you just met
I knew it would be like this
I'm not a prophet
I'm missing my niggas
That's dead or they locked and
The time going slow
I feel like it be stuck and
Don't nobody know
How it feel just to block it
I'm talking about feelings
That we don't be showing
A smile on my face
But I swear
That I'm going through some bullshit
And no I don't want to endure it
Provide for my family
I know I'm a do it provide
For my niggas already been through it
I swear I be chosen
That's what Frank had told me
He died in a accident
He couldn't focus
I'm missing lil bro
Want him back but he floating