BJ The Chicago Kid Ft. ScHoolboy Q – It’s True (Lyrics)

[Verse 1: BJ The Chicago Kid] For someone start with my nigga out Mack

The first real nigga I lost

Even though he used to gang bang

Whenever that he see it’s chains swang

But that’s that Jesus 2 slots

‘Cause he would have rocked it well

But instead he rocked that hair full of raze braided by his girl Lucy

With the semi on, make the head game kinda cold

Never kill the soul, so we never had a problem with thinking this [?] Living life like it never would happen

Shit, niggas dying like life really going full circle

Thought we was gonna live to see it all

Till that day that he died on a head-on collision with a motorcycle

[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] It’s true, cool niggas die too

Yeah nigga, It’s true, cool niggas die too

It could happen to me, it could happen to you

But yeah It’s true

[Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid] I met Jamico when I went to high-school

They stayed around the corner bur shit, I never knew

Me and Kisel Ken in the basement playing drums, making music

Watching for some yellow diamonds

Yes I’m on the phone you losers

I remember late for school every morning thirsty for that mickey d’s

When I know when the death of a mother matured him very quickly

So we go fast forward school graduated

Went to college got married

They had a pretty little girl but the world couldn’t make her [?] From a [?] at her daughter’s party

[Hook] [Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q] Blue chucks, swing Glocks, they’re both in my pants

I’m a gangster I can do no wrong

Fuck with the lights on tell you I love you baby

Caz tomorrow may not make it to me

I got a kilo and a seven series when a crown went crack nigga

I bet the gun sale plat, oh

ATF be on that sucker shit

They hate a black nigga with getting money’s involved

Got an ounce in my draws

I just wanna live forever my nigga

Took the blue pill, crack the axillae

If Q said it then you know that shit’s real

Pistol grip up on my lap all times

I used to drive a hind dot with the dimes inside

Now drive by is by the lost that kill bay base kids

So the gun is who my role model is, Live the script in the Benz

Look, I’m never half of my steppin’, i never knock with my weapon

So you’ll be gone in a second like

[Hook] [Outro: BJ The Chicago Kid] Alright man, just for a few seconds

If you got somebody that you lost it was vital to your life

And you feel like you really got a guardian angel right now

I mean, yes I say man, you mean, [?] at the same time, yeah

Get ready

1, 2, 3, go

Somebody lost a mother, father

1, 2, 3, go

A brother, sister, cousin, best friend

1, 2, 3, go