Nipsey Hussle finally received justice. But his death still feels raw. - Andscape
Look, I was sittin’ on my Lincoln, I start thinkin’/N—a ain’t gon’ make a hundred mil’ off in these streets and/More than likely I’m gon’ end up in somebody precinct, even worse/The horse and carriage, front the church, laid off in a hearse/I dealt with it/ I ain’t just out here for my health...
