Ke Jack - Letter to 3

Man this shit ain't the same
We lost you we lost the heart of the gang this shit don't feel right
Tears falling gotta heart full of pain while you with God in yo second life we missing you In real life
I look at pictures the messages all the videos thinking bout the Times onda9 we was Real tight
And right or wrong It ain't never really matter even when you did wrong cause in My Eyes you know the fucking vibes
I got that text and I was hurt
At your funeral thinking like why the Fuck you in a hearse nigga
Six feet we had to put you in the dirt You was the life of the hood man How they take You off the earth Nigga
I got uncles that died I got a aunt Too and we ain't even blood and yo Death hit me the Worse nigga
This shit hurt nigga
A major heartbreak
My mind racing I been trynna get my thoughts straight
Big steppa 40 on you big weapon
You was trynna leave the grass wet The opps ain't have to ask that
But when you died the hood died Too Im on the book late at night Tagging you in post you can't reply To
I'm throwing 3s til I freeze why you Leave
This shit feeling make believe like Why the fuck we lighting candles for You
And 3 balloons to the sky cause you Then moved to the sky but get back You know that shit gotta get Handled for you
Cause it ain't sitting right
And never getting better
But I love you my nigga I hope you Get this letter
And day 1 shit you was hea when I Was richforever
And ain saying Rest In Peace cause You gon live forever
Got that call you was gon I was sick Used to be the peace maker Ain Trynna squash Shit now
Nervous ass niggas always taking Pics if I had one wish I want yo Killers to get blicked Down
You made it hard for us to handle life You petty in the after light you Raining at yo candle Light
I can't describe what this hurt like Knowing you in heaven prolly trynna Race sum Angels ona dirt bike
Messing up the gold roads
Youngin wit a old soul
Ion understand but the lord knows Crying with my door closed
Trynna picture you wit wings
And Ain write this for the streams Just to show how much you mean Nigga
I go through pain but that's part of The game
Lost you we lost the heart of the Gang this shit don't feel right
Tears falling gotta heart full of pain While you wit god in yo second life We missing you In real life
I look at pictures the messages all The videos thinking bout the times Onda9 we was Real tight
And right or wrong it ain't never Really matter even when you did Wrong in my eyes you Was still right
Big boy diamonds I'm that big boy Steppa nigga one thing bout me ima Step nigga

Written by:
Keontae Jackson

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