Tell Me Lyrics - Ballers - 504 Boyz

504 I solemnly swear that I'll snitch 

Or testify on any of my homies 

That's the code to the streets, ya heard me 

What's up Krazy, we in here 

The new no limit code to the streets baby 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

As I inhale the weed, tears dropping as I leave the cemetery 

My nigga's in the ground now, damn this life is scary 

Try to hold in my pain, I drink till I'm buried 

This Hennessey got me gone, my eyes are blurry 

Face to face with reality, my dog is gone 

For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger fuck my chrome 

And my dogs in the Penn, doing fifty to life 

I'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes 

I remember balling with my niggas for fun 

If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun 

Telly, dog you know I miss you, I still got love 

Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your blood 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

Kevin Miller you gone but you always missed 

C and Mac locked up but we still a click 

Received letters from the Penn, homies feel my pain 

25 caught ten, man it's just a game 

When DEA and the persecutors know my lawyer 

See our skin tone is black, so our time is borrowed 

I'm in a cell with three killas, so unleash the beast 

And the judge send a word about cop a plea 

They say we angry cause we can't breathe, uneducated 

Facing life so it's strike three, independent 

Slanging records call us coke dealers 

C-Murder innocent trapped and we gonna fight 

It so the world gonna feel us 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

Lord please accept my nigga mail 

Did my homie sell his soul to get out of jail 

I heard my nigga Mac finally gonna make bail 

We bouncing hot boy, thugging trying to make mail 

The drought is hell 

For my dogs still slang for livings 

Thank God Black Jesus is forgiven 

I try to tell my little homies, ain't no love on the streets 

But my niggas don't hear shit, when it's time to eat 

And these soldiers, will bust your head if you slipping 

I feel like my dog P, nigga I ain't tripping 

A dope fiend at 14, look what the game done did him 

I can hear his mama scream as the chopper hit him 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped 

Could you tell me where my niggas at 

In the pen or the grave I'd never figure that 

Could you tell me Lord what triggered that 

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped