Foster Child Pt. 2

Whoa whoa whoa You see that shit Right (I got em) Verse:(it started out a normal night in the hood) It was dead on the scene Headphones starter jacket Girbaud jeans I seen a nigga in that old school Cutlass classic Pull up he flashin And thinking he that shit My nigga Corey start to get that look on his face That's either Scheming on pussy or juks for cake I said im bout to hit the crib It's gettin late my fam He didn't dap my hand Cause he was making a plan Remember that one story Bout a kid named Cory dark mind In the broad day with the 40 (You knew the rest) He got a lil older now he vexed with the world on his shoulder So he brought me over I put my headphones up heart Racing cuz he was serious Know If i told him that I wasn't down he wasn't hearing it Had loaded gun Then he passed me one Hopped inside the stolen car the man hunt begun He said.we catch em at a red light Slipping Run up Pull tools on em That's a got motherfucker Meanwhile I'm thinking how I get into this I'm just project pre teen Drunk off innocence But thrilled from the street lights In love with the trife But that's close as Imma get I ain't bout that life But regardless how I felt I'm still in a car Settin off on Westwood north blvd We pull up to mchenry We see this alchoholic Ask em did he see the old school He told us he just saw it We circle around the block Tryna this nigga slipping Cuz if he peep its a robbery he gone rev up the engine Don't see Cory tripping Ihe zoning real dude He pop an extasy and start swearing like that shit still cool Seen the car we ain't in suspense now The messed up part It's parked at Cory bitch house Oh Shit now At first we needed his ride But since he fucking kiara Man Cory now want his life We gonna need Paul bearers And slow singers whatever Then Cory pulled out the heckler Approaching the bedroom And when I tell you the pressure Is building some r.kelly is playing We rushed together thru the door Cory said "get the fuck on the floor" Throw a shot to the ceiling they both screaming together He looked at her and he said "I should of known this was a set up" Kiara keep on screaming Don't know if she mad was cuz her ass was caught cheating or the robbery proceeding For me this is the deep end This shit is not a movie I'm an accessory to a murder if Cory shoot em But if he don't shoot I'm right hand with a hostage WTF am I doing in danger regardless I gotta talk homie out of this Saying "homie let's break he ain't got no money and his chain fake anyway" Cory said "fuck that man this nigga thinking rich!?! In this old school whip and he Tryna fuck my bitch!?!" Told him "damn homie I get it but jail time for some dame is insane man come on what would ya mom think?" His mind went blank He went back to the moment When he could of killed a nigga But something kept him from going Down the wrong path Then he lowered his gun Waked out her home That's When I had started to run I sped home fast Barley getting air out my lungs Callin my bro at Damn near a quarter to 1 Told him I saw a face off Gun and a stolen whip Near bullet in the head some john woo shit Guess it sounded too cool Said "yeah right nigga you ain't bust a jack move with the killers" I Hung the phone On the edge of my bed Starting reacting To how this shit could of ended up if I didn't take action I'm glad that I did Shit I'm just glad I'm sitting back In the crib better reason to live My nigga Cory one loco Son of a bitch This one night in Harrison I'll never forget ya dig