Drug Supplier (feat. Jesse James Solomon)

Featuring Jesse James Solomon
Produced by Navy Blue
[Verse 1: Wiki]
A drug supplier
With a thousand pounds of bud in the truck
Posted on the front
One foot on the tire, sipping Budweiser
What a guy'll do to acquire an empire
Wild moves, hit the lamb
Dipping from his fam
And all the folk that depend on the shii that he ran
He was supposed to be the most loyal man in the entire crew
Thought he had a plan
Conspired 'gainst not only his close associates
His wifey, mom dukes, and child too
All the while, this kid younger, but vital to the crew
Had been suspicious for a while, had a file on the dude
The kid had been compiling, following his every move
He's the last person dude would expect to be trying to snoop
Was like an idol to the kid since a wide smiled youth
Before he got dialed into this wild life of crime he knew
The kid was good at what he do
He finally found a clue
And older dude didn't have a clue
Whatever they do gon' be vile
They can't reconcile
Gotta make an example of dude
So the rest of the crew don't try it too
Now he's dying in a silent room
Crying out his last dying words, trying to move
Violent pains
But the pain recedes, shocked his brain
In a split second, a lot could change
If he only had a couple more minutes in him 'til the doctor came
But that was not the case
He was lost before his life was lost that day
He betrayed his family, now he don't even got a grave
He just rot away
But wait
Now he's been replaced
The kid took his spot and now the kid's getting made
Made off with everything older dude tried to take
[Verse 2: Jesse James Solomon]
Yeah, yeah
A good yute, but a son of the ends
He weren't a neek, but he weren't like his friends
His boys caught an M-case
Paigons know his face, he can't go around them ways
Bobby's on the beat, it ain't a djembe
Son of the ends, he start following the template
Road had a shine to it
Thought he could do it if he really put his mind to it, yeah
His mind to it, yeah
You gonna kill him or let time do it?
You gonna just to be the guy or the shii he died doing?
He's got the B, he's got the white too, the cycle, the trifle
Can't have your cake and eat it too
But there's some shii he feels he needs to do
He's gonna get the witness
Full stop, ain't tryna see the mandem sentenced
He's on job, tryna find out who the witness is
If the streets talk, he's listenin'
Moon glistenin', wind whistlin', rain drizzlin'
Then the phone rings
Voice through the phone sings
I found out who the witness is
It's my man your sister's with, uh
You mean my sisters man? He couldn't believe it
Thousands words in his head, he just couldn't retrieve 'em
I'm still gonna do it, I mean it
He pulled up to his sister's, like two in the evening
Looked into her eyes and put two in the ceiling
He couldn't do it, that's his sister, his blood runs—
Uh, yeah, he felt the love run through him
But someone's called the jakes
He ain't left the crib, he's in a state
A hot metal in his hands, sister screaming, "Go away"
Now there's blue lights flashing through the gates