CityKidd - First Person Lyrics

Late night it was dark we was talkin bout that paper
Bro was really tweakin talkin bout he got a taser
Big bro right behind me gotta a Glock wit a laser
Before you make a move tell the fam see you later
He ain't comin back leave him six feet deep
Body bags free but the bullets ain't cheap
Two shots free then I hit the next three
Five shots later pickin shells off the street
It ain't have to go like that I'm sayin no one had to die
Lookin up red n blue beams lightin up the sky
No he ain't in heaven nigga demons don't fly
It was a real tragic night make a grown man cry
The house empty real quick in then we out
Til they pulled up onna scene let them choppas air it out
One man down but the shots ain't stop
My nigga he a janitor he cleaned up wit his mop
Now it's right back to the crib smokin fresh opp pack
Body still movin so we had to spin back
Runnin shit this ain't no laps round a track
This a point of view song you might have to play it back