Lyrics Compton Story - AV

Compton Story

This is for my lil' nigga
Compton… True Story
Let me talk to 'em
He was 13 when he touched his first gun
3 sisters, no brothers, he the first son
Lil' nigga always up to no good
Caught his first case with the homies in the hood, out in Compton
He got caught up for a brick sell
Lil' nigga kept it silent, and he didn’t tell
He was the youngest, so he had to take the rap
That was rule number one in the trap
That was 10 years ago
Say that was way back then
Before the money, and the bitches, and the Benz
Way before the cars and the brand new house
Put him all on a plane and moved his fam down south
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
Made a promise to hisself to never go broke
A lot of pain in his heart, that he don’t show
This nigga goin' through some shit
Like we don’t know
It’s like even with the money he playin' the dirty games
Shit ain’t like it used to be
Cause these niggas don’t play the same
His best friend went to prison, and then he started bitchin'
Got his first sentence, and then he started snitchin'
This shit is gettin' real, my nigga
I’m talking fair time
He gotta go before he go to court
I’m talking deadlines
Love is out the window
That nigga had to get it
Then he showed up to the funeral
Knowing that he did it
I told you this before, they playing the dirty game
Money turned my nigga cold
You can see that he ain’t the same
Pray that all his sins wash away in the rain
Remember my lil' nigga, he was never 'spose to change
But my nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
This lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
Lil' nigga ain’t a lil' nigga no more
That’s a grown man
23 years old, with his own plans
And by the cars that he drivin'
You can tell he up
The Feds watchin', and he know they tryna set him up
They found out about the murder, cause the phone tapped
He only been to jail once, and he ain’t goin' back
He met the lawyer and the judge face-to-face
Gave 'em 3 mil a piece, so you know he beat the case, huh?
That nigga got up out that courtroom flyin'
While the mother of his best friend crying
And you can see the fire in his lil' brother eyes
He ain’t been the same since his big brother died
He said that nigga got to pay
I’ma kill his whole family, get 'em all out the way
Loading up the .40, while he headed to his house
Knocked on the front door and put the pistol in his mouth
Sup, Nigga?