The Suicide Note Lyrics - Made - Scarface

You was playin when you was sayin you was ready, 

I'm knowin' you ain't mean it when you told me you was tired of life 

And just wanted to leave it you were drinkin, 

So I ain't really pay it no attention, 

Took you back to your crib and dropped you off 

With the intention of gettin with this Asian chick 

I've been offerin (this chick) somethin exquisite, 

I had to spit that game 'cause she was vicious, 

I'm hoppin back on 6-10 punchin the drop 

On my way out to her house I started noticing cops, 

Somethin tellin me to turn around and follow these dudes, 

Normally I wouldn't consider but out of the blue I'm bustin a you 

I get off where they get off at 

Well-familiar with these streets, this where I came up at 

Roadblocks, yellow tape, 

"a crime scene 

" they say, 

What the fuck just happened? I just left this place... 

I get out and started walkin askin Frog, 

"What's up? 

Lookin at me dazed like, 

"Face, it's all fucked up... 

I move a little closer tryin to see who it is 

And I saw his baby mama in tears holdin his kids... 

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And it was then it finally hit me 

I'm standing here nervous as I can be 

It was nothing that can prepare me for what I'm finna see 

I'm praying this is a dream and I'm bout to awake 

But the closer I got the more I realize fate 

Wasn't fair to change for me 

And why would I think so 

My homie had a date with death 

He had to make though 

I'm feelin eerie, I'm liftin up the yellow tape 

By the time I get to the scene 

They rollin this away 

I wonder what's under this sheet, my knees get weak 

To the point I had to take me a seat 

This shits deep 

When they put a nigga down that you was raised around 

What was once a minor statement's turnin' major now 

Never woulda thought in years that my homie was suicidal 

Had it all money and kids and a wife that read the bible 

They say its life and death in the slum 

He had his reasons I shoulda believed him 

Anotha soul no longer breathin' 

Hate to say it but this one been heavy on my conscience 

My nonchalantness just took a life over some nonsense 

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And everybody thinkin' its murder, but homicide sayin self-inflicted 

By the way the body was sitting, brains in the kitchen 

Who coulda predicted 

But the detectives who was fishin' 

Fucked up that the family had to see dad in his position 

All I remember was us doin what we did 

To survive in these streets where we lived 

We was kids growin up in this environment 

Nothing but trouble 

You either struggled or you hustled 

Folded the bubble 

Grade school til we dropped out, we had a plan 

We was either finna be rich or die like a man 

We did it all for the love of the hood, every journey 

Imagine seein' your dawg lifeless across a gurney 

I wonder what was goin on 

You shoulda said that you was feelin' mad 

I coulda talked you outta that 

But never will I see you again 

Nor will your kids 

Nor will your family or your friends 

Its the end 

Not even words I write in this song 

Can right that wrong 

My nigga is gone and life goes on