Down by the River

Down by the river and the hanky panky

My bro shot by the bank-de-panky

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no mo'

And I been up fo' 3 nights in a row

Thinking 'bout them gold bullets out that passenger door

Down by the river and the hanky panky

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no mo'

Gold bullet shells out the passenger door

I just looked at my **** like dawg

See I was raised in the CMD streets

All my friends was running through the rubber bands

It was rough growing up in the East

We was broke but now we do the money dance

'Fore the iPhone I had a Tracfone

The Lil Wayne song was the ringtone

Can I tell you a lil' story from the heart one time

'Cause you know it get dark sometimes

See my big cous' used to sell cocaine

He was so in love with the drug game

Used to pull bitches at the car wash

Used to bust traps at the Wawa

You know homie stay with the ocho

Young **** running 'round loco

But he say he tryna move out the hood soon

Got a seed on the way, tryna get low but

One day he forgot his gun

Couple **** went fast, asked what hood he was from

Stood up, tired to run cause he knew what it was

3 shots in his back left his face in the mud

And I still remember when I got that call

Tears in my eyes but he never said a word

But my homies outside told me hop in the ride

They got guns on they thighs oh my

Oh my, I spy with my little eye

5 **** and they music on blast

All ways flex so my **** hit the gas

Fucking blood bath when the truck rolled past

Coolant in the street, dead bodies on the ave

Heart breathing fast but my **** just laughed

And we ran a red light, drove off in the night

And I ain't ever been so scared in my life

I remember it was down by the river and the hanky panky

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no more

And I been up fo' 3 night in a row

Thinking 'bout them gold bullets out that passenger door

Down by the river and the hanky panky

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no more

Gold bullet shells out the passenger door

I just looked at my **** like dawg, let me out