Lyrics

I done lost way too many of the homies out here man
Definitely time for a change
It's Money Printerz

Rest in peace to my brother Cali
Rest in my nigga Lil Cuh
Rest in peace my nigga Head bruh
I know yall gone, but it's still Love
Rest in peace to my nigga Boobie
Rest in peace my nigga Cheddar 5
I know y'all gone to the motherland
For some reasons, I don't understand

I know it's crazy, and it's sad to say
So many names on the list that I didn't say
My boy Jamel, Little Jigga
My heart's filled with pain
I'm tryna get the bag, so I can make effective change
But if you clutchin', tryna bust us
Bitch we gonna spray
It's a revolving door until we find a better way
My dog told me to move back and I laughed it off
Cause if I'm honest, with the violence, I dislike the state
Not that I'm pussy, you try to push me I'll put you in your place
Heard it was a war zone from my nigga Tre
But if I'm winning, getting money in the place I'm at
Why would I risk myself to bullets from a hood exchange
Look rest in peace to Kemon, rest in peace to Man
Some of the fam that I'll never get to see again
Too many losses from gun violence, man, it needs to end
When you lose somebody, maybe then you'll understand
Damn

Rest in peace to my brother Cali
Rest in my nigga Lil Cuh
Rest in peace my nigga Head bruh
I know yall gone, but it's still Love
Rest in peace to my nigga Boobie
Rest in peace my nigga Cheddar 5
I know y'all gone to the motherland
For some reasons, I don't understand