TRIPS

Lyrics for TRIPS

July 22nd, 1992 Eleven pounds, six ounces Mom gave birth to money du We did everything together, you did everything I do Blood brother and I love him Thuggin' since the age of two As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due Vacuum sealers for the ola, at school, sellin' doja Takin' trips to California You're frequent flyin' with United OG Chronic marijuana buyin' How you end up dyin'? Niggas set my brother up Try to run off with his stuff They tried to take your pounds You chased em' down and fucked that nigga up Right jab, uppercut, he hit the ground then y'all start to scuff On his neck, he felt you was threat, he had the burner tucked Four-five, pocket rocket, he just bought it but ain't use yet My brother should've wore a vest He should've grabbed that pipe, before he chased him out the house Instead he fightin' for his life and he bleedin' out the mouth Ran up the stairs two flights Then collapsed in front the house Slammed the door, and woke up Ike Who was sleepin' on the couch But dude was screamin' out "They shot me", layin' in a bloody puddle Tried to rob me, then they popped me, nigga got me for my bundles Ike was screamin' like "Who did it, where they at? Just point 'em out" Can't pick him up 'cause he too heavy, so he set him on the couch Losin' blood, could barely breathe Ike screamed, "Somebody help!" He was in the house with, came up runnin' the steps My brother bleedin' on the ground and he ain't even tryna help He grabbed the pounds and then he left He ain't tried to save my brother He was tryna save his self (he was tryna save his self) Hopped in his car and left the house Ike performin' CPR Gave my brother mouth to mouth Police sirens from afar But feel like time was runnin' out (this shit pathetic) More than half an hour, waitin' on the paramedics Spent another half an hour, answerin' questions for detectives Fightin', screamin', "Lord, Jesus, someone help him" Gassed when breathin', he so helpless Barely breathin', now he breathless (now he breathless) We did everything together, you did everything I do As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due We did everything together, you did everything I do As we got older, hit them corners 'cause the rent was past due Takin' trips to California You're frequent flyin' with United OG Chronic marijuana buyin' How you end up dyin'? Niggas set my brother up Try to run off with his stuff They tried to take your pounds You chased em' down and fucked that nigga up