LLMyGuyz, Pt. 3 lyrics

[Intro: Jace! & Mixed Matches]
I wanna see you hurt there, 'cause I could be already dead
I wanna know where you could be, ’cause I don't know if you'd be right
Go (Go)
Ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t I talk ’bout, b*tch (Rrr–rrr–rrr)
I miss my n*ggas, they gone, they gone (I miss my n*ggas, they–)
I miss my n*ggas, they gone
And I miss my n*ggas, they– (Gone)
(I should probably go, it's gettin' late)
I miss my n*ggas, they gone
Go, ayy, b*tch (Go, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
I miss my n*ggas, they gone (They gone)
I swear this pain too heavy, this sh*t go on and I'm gettin' sh*t gone (Gone)
I'm havin' dreams still with Cujo, felt like it's been so long (Been so long)
I’m finna bond that n*gga out, I’m tryin', I hate that it been so long (n*gga)
Secure his text, he talk to Chris, he tell me, "Keep goin’" (b*tch)
b*tches wanna get it on, she keep tryna hit it off (b*tch)
Nate world, kid world to zone
Smoke a cig' 'til that sh*t ain't even long no mo’
I swear, I ain't waitin' too long no mo'
Free all the guys, I'ma see 'em

[Verse]
Free lil' D, n*gga, that's my right-hand man, for me, he gon' hop out the van
Free lil' 30, you know that's my twin brother, some sh*t I don't understand
Free lil' Chris, lil' b*tch, that's my big brother, taught me how to be a man
R.I.P. Sippy and Nate and Rock, all the sh*t I do for them and the fam' (b*tch, ayy)
This my sh*t, n*gga, lil' b*tch, do yo' money dance (b*tch)
I ain't got too many friends, when they free the guys, I'm goin' to France (Rrr-rrr)
n*ggas be makin' fun of my struggle, "But he say he gangster, it don't make sense?"
This life only go two ways, you dead or you paid
b*tch, ayy, b*tch, ayy
[Chorus]
I miss my n*ggas, they gone (They gone)
I swear this pain too heavy, this sh*t go on and I'm gettin' sh*t gone (Gone)
I'm havin' dreams still with Cujo, felt like it's been so long (Been so long)
I'm finna bond that n*gga out, I'm tryin', I hate that it been so long (n*gga)
Secure his text, he talk to Chris, he tell me, "Keep goin'" (b*tch)
b*tches wanna get it on, she keep tryna hit it off (b*tch)
Nate world, kid world to zone
Smoke a cig' 'til that sh*t ain't even long no mo'
I swear, I ain't waitin' too long no mo'
Free all the guys, I'ma see 'em (b*tch)

[Outro: Mixed Matches]
I wanna see you hurt there, 'cause I could be already dead
I wanna know where you could be, 'cause I don't know if you'd be right
I wanna see you hurt there, 'cause I could be already dead
I wanna know where you could be, 'cause I don't know if you'd be right