Gotta Go
Verse 1
Keemie

This song paints a
Wonderful picture
Two tumbling dice rolled a 7
With him being himself he got lucky twice
But don't you ever think your safe
Living a humble life
Man its hard to stay alive
When evil roaming them streets
Them gangs my brother
He got killed shot in the head
For nothing but colors
We all black
A little talk could resolve that
But not these streets though
There ain't no equal
Whenever the upper hand
Get ready to suffer man
Sympathies out the window
Ain't banging 24/7
What you in for?
Ooh it's cool?
Real G's dead or in jail
So who are you?
I guess they heard heavens beautiful
They can't wait
Well I can
Got goals on my checklist
In the form of music
My every quote is a message
Every second I prove it
To all my homies neglected
And if you trapped in the streets
Standing up Slanging drugs
All because you want to act like a G
Just hang it up, stripes and bars the only patterns I see
Cause
Man life's so great when you fight your way, unify with the guys, civilize your rage utilize your demise
So by tonight I'll pray yeah
Hook

Gotta Go
Gotta Leave
Gotta Go
Gotta Leave
Gotta Go
Gotta Leave
I don't know
Honestly

We gotta stop this bullshit
Losing our niggas to those bullets
Not a politician but nod and listen
Next time you think you bout to pull it

Verse 2
[Purple]

Stoned nigga, ain't nothing like Barack
He's sagging so low you could see his fucking socks
Michelle's been riding his cock, she couldn't stop
Give it about 9 months, she's gonna pop

Deliver shocks that pass like static to his pops
And to his mom, she tries to remain calm
But she's ticked like a clock, something like a time bomb
'Cuz he blew it! She swore he would be an icon
But he's losing, he's useless
His future's been defeated
Said fuck school, it turns out it's something he needed
No hustle, no bustle, no ambition or grind
No luck... His well for wishing went dry

Fronting like he's fly, just living a lie
The Gucci belt he got on was stripped from a guy
Jealous little snake nigga with glistening eyes
Statistic fuck, probably go to prison or die

It's really sad, we were given a life
To make something of it. You should take something from this:
Time flies when you're having fun, and
Time flies when you're having none, damn

Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
Calculate each step to make sure you don't trip
Positive is dope, negative energy out the do'
But I'm beating a dead horse right now, I gotta go-o

Hook