RIP Billy McGuire lyrics

[Verse]
I know it hurts to remember
That painful day, the twenty-first of December
Nah, these wars ain't good for no one
But we keep pushing on 'cause it's worse to surrender
And it's mad but a fact, when you're actually bad
They can't get you face-to-face so you get stabbed in your back
Just some lads in the trap
Got smoke for them boys but no fags in the pack
And it's songs like this that make me glad that I rap
Express your bro's pain on a mad little track
'Cause songs last forever like your legacy will
Tragedies like this don't never seem real
That spot that you left, Bill, will never be filled
Won't stop till the enemy's killed
If hate don't work, the jealousy will
How they gonna kill you when they never been real?
If the Glock-9 don't get back, the seventeen will
They'll know his name even if they never ever seen Bill
'Cause we man's running up like seventeen mill
Know you're real missed by everyone still
But it's never gonna fade 'cause your legacy's built
And it's never gonna tilt
Them boys are hating on you, you know jealousy is real
And jealousy can kill
You turned friends into enemies, Bill
That's why them Drumboys are never gonna chill
You had the heart of a lion and they can't be denying
Now it's just Chrissy, David and Ryan
Clean-hearted, crazy and violent
Look down on your family, some days they're still crying
Revenge, it's never too late
Bro got the RS4 in the twenty-two plate
To remember your face
Know them Drumboys think about you every new day
Fireworks shows, you know, going hard in the public
Marbella, Tenerife, Glasgow and Dublin
Aberdeen, Liverpool, Manny and London
Turn the night into day
The pain creeps up, we gotta fight it away
Your spirit was fire, young Billy McGuire
We man still going hard, never chill and retire
Still trapping hard like he lives in The Wire
Got everything he wanted but losing you, he didn't desire
We all know that you loved to travel
Now there's couple places that you're never gonna see
The snakes took you out the game but you're forever on the team
Them Drumboys miss you on the scene
They wish it was a dream, they wish it wasn't true
They wish it wasn't you
They wish that you could go on one last mission with the crew
Can't forget about the days
Ryan's counting down the days until they're getting out the cage
That's when they're letting out the rage, don't be stepping outta place
You know that's when it's time to get the weapons out the safe
And they're setting out the pace
Have your trainers on and don't forget about your lace
Until then, it's jail jobs, ripping flesh up out their face
Came a long way from a two and a Q
It's like everything them Drumboys do, man, they do it for you
And all them things that you left, know they're using it too
There's gonna be more than a shooting or two