Deus Lee - Jimmie Jones Lyrics

We put to rest too many
Just this year alone we lost plenty
The devil been too busy
We gon miss you Jimmie
I don't wanna answer my phone
I rather be on my own
Guh you ain't done nothin' wrong
Why can't you just leave me alone
Go on

I done lost my mind
I done lost a few commas
My daddy lost his mama
Moment of silence
My brudda lost his sister
Ion condone gun violence (nah never again)
Rest in peace T. Finner
It been a long ass winter

I swear I just seen Jimmie
He told me keep doing my thang
He told me his number had changed
We did the phone number exchange
I sent you my video bang
I couple weeks later you bang, bang

I swear that shit strange
One by one he call our names, dang
All this blood in my veins
One day it's gon have to drain
To cover the pain
We fade the strip make it rain
I might take a trip with the gang
Before we get rich and get famous
Gotta tuck in yo chain
The hate increasing with the fame

They used to kill a nigga if he in the wrong town
Now they kill a nigga while he in his hometown
Homie had dreams of putting on the whole town
Bullet holes in his chest how he getting home now
A life without stress homie just a soul now
But shawty right next to him had a whole child
These niggas don't give a f*ck they shooting up the whole crowd
Prolly going back to the neighborhood proud

Appetite fa bragging rights, homie never stood trial
Jimmie stayed up the street I wish my neighbor could smile
No wonder they call us monkeys cause the neighborhood wild
Celebrating hitting licks like the paper good now
But at this rate, to get rich, it's gon take a good while
So put the guns up bitch come and take a hood vow
I know we out the gutta but I'd never kill another if he didn't touch my sister or my mother or my brother
There's a target on our backs already because of our color
But the other side done won already we killing each other
We killing each other
My niggas why the f*ck we keep killing each other

This fa all my niggas been shot down
This fa all my niggas on lockdown
This fa all my niggas been shot down
This fa all my niggas on lockdown

We put to rest too many
Just this year alone we lost plenty
The devil been too busy
We gon miss you Jimmie
I don't wanna answer my phone
I rather be on my own
Guh you ain't done nothin' wrong
Why can't you just leave me alone
Go on