Hello baby fool  One day you're here and then you're gone  Well, well well  I know. I know  Mama put me out at only fourteen  So I started sellin' crack cocaine and codeine  Time to stack some paper I gotta do it quick  Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know  Who they messin' with  Yeah my mama's only son  But I live everyday like it's my motherfuckin' last one  Every nigga and they mama askin' why  But I'm in the game live by the game  And in the game I'm a die  And if I die or should I say if I go  Bury me in Horn Park next to come and go  "Cuz tomorrow ain't promised to me  The only thing promised to a player is the penitentiary  So I'ma take care of my business on the smooth tip  Watch my back sellin' crack and pack tool clips  And when you think about that you say  It'll be on it's a trip in here today  But the next day you're gone  One day you're here baby and then you're gone  This world we livin' in man it ain't nothin but drama  Everyone wanna harm ya  New York niggas gettin' shot for bombers  Now they got your life in the palm of  They hand like Cali  Niggas with dubs of hydroponic marijuana  Goin' bangin'' got they ghetto hotter than a sauna  down in Orange my nigga Fox died on the corner  Behind a funky ass dice game  I saw him once before he died wish it was twice man  I remember bein' eight deep off in Chucky crib  Lettin' us act bad not givin' a funk what we did  When we lost him I knew the world was comin' to the end  And I had to quit lettin' that devil push me to a sin  My bro Ben in the penn for damn near  But now it look like when he come out man I'm goin' in  So shit I walk around with my mind blown  In my fuckin' zone  'Cuz one day you're here the next day you're gone  One day you're here baby and then you're gone  I'm up early 'cuz ain't enough light in the daytime  smoke them sweets stole these chickens  'Fore the clock strike nine  Dream that holdin' my bolder smolder on the p.a. pipe  AK loader as I get swallowed in the city lights  Niggas be lookin' shiest so I look shiest back  Can't show no weakness with the bitches  Get your life jacked  Man it's a trip where I stay especially for me  Them bitches tryin' to lock me up for the whole century  They gave my nigga Donny forty Dante twenty-nine  I wish that we could smoke again and take a tight lean  My world a trip you can ask grumpy bitch I ain't a liar  My man Bobo just lost his baby in a house fire  And when I got on my knees that eight to pray  I ask God why you let these killers live  And take my homeboy's son away  Man if you got kids show 'em you love em  'Cuz God might just call 'em home  'Cuz one day they here and baby the next day they gone  one day you're here baby and then you're gone  I know you, know, well, well yeah  la da da da, then you're gone  I know, you know, la da da da  Come on baby, one day you're here baby  And then you're gone