Kamus Leonardo, Vinnie-Dangerous - how 2 mourn Lyrics

I done lost some homies in the double digits
Plus my brother, my grandfather, damn this list is filling
My favorite rapper dies and I got to pretend I do not feel it
Or I'll get a bunch of "you don't really know them" in yo mentions
But Hip hop was there for me when I felt I had nobody else
Nas said Hip hop was dead and I ain't wanna live myself
Since I developed emotions
It's been a tug of war
To express or not
Got me thinking what the fuck I got them for?
Afraid to cry
Cause I can't let them think that I ain't man enough
But these young boys dying slow inside, tryna man it up
Their friends get shot and killed but they're taught not to express it
And then you wonder why they in the streets retaliating
But what happens when they die and there ain't a man behind it?
Can't take it out on your girl, cause that's domestic violence
So we escape with the weed, with the pills, with the lean
Till it becomes too much, and somebody out mourning me
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
Hiding my emotions, so I don't come off as weak
Harvest season, taking souls everyday of the week
White devils, Black devils, every shade I done peeped
In the midst of it all, their favorite color is green
Dear Mama
I used to question God when you went back home
Popping pills, smoking cigs to run away from it all
Now that everything is happening, this guilt feels strong
Until I realized, you were here all along
When Vinnie lost his brother man I felt his pain
Retribution, peep the cycle, this shit not a game
Behind this smile, I hide a lot of pain
Somehow I still empower, educate, and entertain
Attempted suicide in the year 2017
Lo' and behold came along Dames
Made that project in the darkest place
I found the light and now I'm making Damien today
Growth

I done lost some homies in the double digits
Plus my brother, my grandfather, damn this list is filling
My favorite rapper dies and I got to pretend I do not feel it
Or I'll get a bunch of "you don't really know them" in yo mentions
But Hip hop was there for me when I felt I had nobody else
Nas said Hip hop was dead and I ain't wanna live myself
Since I developed emotions
It's been a tug of war
To express or not
Got me thinking what the fuck I got them for?
Afraid to cry
Cause I can't let them think that I ain't man enough
But these young boys dying slow inside, tryna man it up
Their friends get shot and killed but they're taught not to express it
And then you wonder why they in the streets retaliating
But what happens when they die and there ain't a man behind it?
Can't take it out on your girl, cause that's domestic violence
So we escape with the weed, with the pills, with the lean
Till it becomes too much, and somebody out mourning me
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
How to mourn
Hiding my emotions, so I don't come off as weak
Harvest season, taking souls everyday of the week
White devils, Black devils, every shade I done peeped
In the midst of it all, their favorite color is green
Dear Mama
I used to question God when you went back home
Popping pills, smoking cigs to run away from it all
Now that everything is happening, this guilt feels strong
Until I realized, you were here all along
When Vinnie lost his brother man I felt his pain
Retribution, peep the cycle, this shit not a game
Behind this smile, I hide a lot of pain
Somehow I still empower, educate, and entertain
Attempted suicide in the year 2017
Lo' and behold came along Dames
Made that project in the darkest place
I found the light and now I'm making Damien today
Growth