Street live

I feel your presence.
I know you there bro.
Been 6 years since they took you.
I can still feel you in soul.
Life style ain't easy.
Sometimes it takes its toll.
We was in the same game.
We just another statistic to the polls.
Numbers took our names.
Facade of trolls.
Learned young hoes can't be trusted.
All of them heart black as coals.
Ripped my heart out.
Now cry cause I'm cold.
Bros are forever.
Pussy is sold.
So why would my loyalty be given that debt.
Never been the type do as I'm told.
Life taken from the weak.
Yet they kill the bold.