Compton Story - AV

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?