(Police have made an arrest in the shooting death

Of Chicago born rapper King Von

Good morning to you FrankA young rapper by the name of Pop Smoke

Shot and killed

Twenty year old rapper XXXTENTACION has been shot

Overnight violence strikes again at a vigil

For slain rapper Nipsey Hussle)

Lord I wanna cry

Lord I wanna cry

Lord I wanna cry

But I can′t shed no tears as long as they're alive

Kill my five, kill my pride

How is it they still survived

Trust my guy, I′ma slide

When that pressure gets applied

I arrive in a ride with a rod Smith & Wesson

I ain't mentioning my best friends

I'm referencing this protection

I ain′t stressin when this FN gets loaded up in a second

Shit hold up, we rolled up, they folded up

Then we stretched ′em

Ain't no question, no guessin

What′s the lesson

Just adolescents with weapons as senseless as their transgressions

Another body, another homicide

That's why I ain′t on nobody but my Momma's side

′Round here you show your teeth or you get compromised

They killin all our Kingz like when Von died

Ain't no rules to this game of life

Nothing niggas won't do to see their names in lights

You pay the price if that payment′s right

Gangsta type real niggas get you stained tonite

They got my bro, they got the drop

We got they CUZ, we got him popped

They got our sis, they got her shot

Shit

When will the killing stop

When all the real killaz holding the block go gettin locked

Or hit by ops, or rolled by cops, or gettin Narc′d

I told you, you roll with sharks

It's gettin dark

You just marks, I hit my mark

Rest in peace dearly departed