[Hook canei finch]

Started from the ground

Building to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon' survive now?

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga

The streets left no love in a nigga.

[Verse 1 yo gotti]

If I could paint a picture

I would show the image of a dog ass nigga

Yeah, raw ass nigga

Popping pain killers

Ridin' for the cause

For dogs with them pistols, natural born killas

He sold crack to his mother

Turned his back on his brothers

Killed his partner for the plug he think errthing a hustle

Cold mothafucka, holmes numb, black heart, no feelings, just a gun

He was raised in the trenches

Not to mention all the hoes that had dissed him,

So holmes think the whole world against him

Played ball, coach benched him

Grandpa klan lynched him

He was raised in mississippi but he moved up to memphis

Kinda hard to adapt

So holmes turned to a strap

Didn't succeed, tried rap, couldn't fight, got slapped

Shot dice, do crap, did time, back out, damn.

[Pre-hook canei finch]

And from the ground

He building to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon' survive now?

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga

The streets left no love in a nigga.

[Hook]

Started from the ground

Built it to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon' survive now!?

It's cold blood in a nigga

The streets left no love in a nigga.

[Verse 2 j. cole]

Yo gotti lemme paint a picture for these niggas

Here's a voice for the voiceless

My words like multiple choice to the choiceless

Emerge like a search light in the darkness

For this young, black carcass

My niggas either join the armed forces, or they corpses now

In god we trust but it's bucks that we worship, now

Boy that root of evil gon' forever rule the people

See, I seen just what that fast money gon' come and do to people

Hit a lick, it was a hit

He said, 'let's go and do the sequel'

But his, nigga wasn't 'bout it, nigga wasn't 'bout it, now

Feeling guilty, "what would momma think about me?"

Told' em, think about it nigga, won't you think about it now?

But he was money hungry

Plus he trigger happy

So they hopped up in the caddy

Burnt his pack, just like a stevian

Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the atm

Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial

For a murder that he ain't commit

Tears soak the handkerchief.

[Pre-hook canei finch]

And from the ground

Building to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon' survive now?

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga

The streets left no love in a nigga.

[Hook]

Started from the ground

Built it to the sky now

Watch it fall down

How you gon' survive now!?

It's cold blood in a nigga

The streets left no love in a nigga.

[Verse 3 yo gotti]

Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen

Nigga hungry, mom embarrassed, so she don't want us to mention it

Grandma wanna help but mama ego kickin' in

She a hustla, she don't need no help raisin' her kids

Bills came, got evicted, stayed strong, square business

She ain't neva shown weakness, real shit

That created the hunger, and that made the monster

Got the game from our momma

That's some ill shit!

Thirteen on the block he was a lookout

In the kitchen on the stove like its a cookout

Young nigga doctored the game could put a book out

Right when he thought it was over he got took out bang

Brains leaking, nigga sneaked him, he ain't even see it comin

He a hitta, he wasn't focus so he died over nothin

No revenge, wit his friends shootin' dice

Bet again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men.

[Pre-hook canei finch]

[Hook]

[Outro j. cole 2x]

They say the good die young, that's the truth

My nigga floating up in heaven now, that's the proof

I ain't make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace

If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me

Nigga maybe we can fly someday

Oh we can fly someday

Yeah up in the sky someday

Do real niggas get to heaven?

That's that shit I ask the reverend.