Yesterday my Nigga Died
[Hook: Twain Gotti]
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind

[Verse 1: SK]
As I sit up in this small corner room, all alone in bed
I'm thinkin' bout all the dead homies that I miss
My pockets full of lint
And I can't pay the rent
And my girlfriend trippin' yo, she actin' like a bitch
She told me pack my shit and fuckin' move on
But I don't wanna pack my shit and move on
Let's get back to the story, shit
They left my homie dead
They left big ass holes in my homie head
I know this shit ain't fair
But that's the way it is
His mama in the church screamin' "Why you take my kid?"
I'm sorry God, why?
'Cuz I'm about to sin
I'm 'bout to kill that fuckin' nigga that took my man
[Bridge: SK]
He used to be my homie
My heart, my homie
My heart, my homie
My homie, my homie
He used to be my homie
My heart, my homie
My heart, my homie
My homie, my homie

[Hook: Twain Gotti]
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind

[Verse 2: Twain Gotti]
Why they take my nig from me?
That boy ain't did nothin'
He was runnin' up and down that block with a bag full of rocks, tryna get money
Y'all think that shit funny
'Til I come thru, start bussin'
Y'all boy's gone start runnin', duckin 'cuz them shits is comin'
Y'all niggas better get strapped
I got that combination
To get that Desert Eagle aimed at you clown ass nigga's faces
Y'all niggas violated
Y'all better start racin'
Or let that Desert Eagle in your face, gon' start blazin'
That shit was fucked up, the way the took my nigga
They waited 'til the coast was clear, came 'round the corner deep squeezin' triggers
Yo what the fuck was that, a homie nigga move?
If I had a grudge like that I'd have walked up to you cocked & shoot
That shit was left-hand, I'm finna start snappin'
It was all on you now it's all at me I'm finna start clappin'
That shit was left-hand, I'm finna start snappin'
It was all on you now it's all at me I'm finna start clappin'
[Bridge: SK]
He used to be my homie
My heart, my homie
My heart, my homie
My homie, my homie
He used to be my homie
My heart, my homie
My heart, my homie
My homie, my homie


[Hook: Twain Gotti]
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind
Yesterday my nigga died
Somebody came and took his life
My family depend on me, my pockets low and I can't provide
My baby mama cry
'Cuz I ain't over there by her side
Try to tell her everything alright, got money on my mind cuz I'm on my grind