Don't Know Why (feat. Jagged Edge)

Don't nobody know why, nobody knows why

Young **** still dying in the streets

And don't nobody know why, nobody knows why

Don't nobody know why

Young **** still dying in the streets

And don't nobody know why

CyHi

.38 snub hugger jealousy is a motherfucker

Swear these **** would kill their blood brother

All for the love of the money and gangs, plus the drug hustle

But let me say this before the judge, judges

Why must the thug suffer?

We already gettin' it out of the mud puddle

Then on top of that, the flood struck us

So before them boys cuff us

And we lose out life to these blood suckers

Rather meet the Migos at the Fuddruckers

Back when I had a plug on the lil guys

Served it wile the kush dry, bought two, but took five

We call that paying hood tithes

I'm from a place where the good die young, turn boys to men

It's so hard to say your goodbyes

Man, this shit done took lives if you die, would your hood ride?

The only time you got the goosebumps was at a book drive

Posing for my mugshot, make sure you get my good side

I'm just a head case, even took me to Scared Straight

Left the house at sixteen, I felt I was deadweight

But to the streets, I was fresh bait

So I'm riding through the 6 with my SK

Hey, try not to meet my death day

They killed my partner and left him dead by the expressway

And don't nobody know why, nobody knows why

Don't nobody know why

Young **** still dying in the streets

And don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Young **** still dying in the streets

And don't nobody know why

We have lost a lot of beautiful souls to the struggle

To all my fallen soldiers, we miss you

I brought a few of my east side homies to relay my condolences

The legendary Jagged Edge

'Pac told us Brenda had a baby

Crooked ass cops tryna send him to his grave early

Sister's like, thanks for my child

Crooked ass feds tryna give a **** long time

No love for that black skin, still on replay

Systematic corruption keeps us in place

Ah, when we gon' have our day?

When the sun gonna shine down on our way?

Huh, panhandler, hand-to-hand gambler

Scam amateur, seven gram scrambler

Had a Monte Carlo, Tahoe, and a tan Challenger

Hit rock bottom, I swear you can't take this shit for granted, bruh

So I see everything panoramic, cuz

One wrong move, that'll take you off the planet, cuz

So I move around with the broom like a janitor

Pomegranate cannbis, called a play and ran it up

Automatic hammer tucked on every transaction

FedEx and package or I might just Amtrak is

Back and forth to Michigan, I want my grands rapid

Them **** who tried to write me off can't even pay their taxes

49er, I was told to mind your business, ****

I seen some shit Jehovah ain't even witnessed, ****

'96 Explorer, got so many stash spots

I told the cop, you'll never find it like a Sasquatch

A good lawyer lower cases if your caps locked

So I showed up in court me and Matlock, ha

Beat the case and did the ragtop

This for all my **** who didn't make it out the trap spot

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Young **** still dying in the streets

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why, nobody knows why

Don't nobody know why

Young **** still dying in the streets

Don't nobody know why

Huh, we were just some small timers

Went to jail, nothing major, we was all minors

They tried to tie one of us to the gun

But it's funny 'cause now all my **** eatin' off china

Keep a stick for the haters tryna chalk line us

It was like hide and go seek, but don't let the law find us

I done forgot more than you ever learned

So when you speak on my name, out me up there with all the timers

What you know about meeting your connect at a small diner?

Talkin murder over waffles and corned beef hash

On a clear black night like Warren G had

He was dropping off some bags on the corner he had

Some youngin' ran up on him, he had a ski mask

My OG shot him through the door, left him on the street bad

Then he asked me for the check, but not an actual check

For those who not in the streets, just know that means cash

I'm from a zone is a zipper, and your tone is your trigger

Where your wife is your bitch, and your homies your ****

In my city, I'm a legend, on my corner, I'm Chipper

Running from the red dogs we holla Clifford

I had all the red broads and all the strippers

We broke every fed law that's in the system

I had the dream walking out the county in burgundy slipper

And right before I was about to hug my sister

Ayy, fuck ****

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Young brother still dying

Young brothers still dying

Don't nobody know why

Don't nobody know why

Young brother still dying

Young brothers still dying