Promise ft. Sobrante

Don't be afraid to show love, but most niggas, they don't know love

Real niggas just read something that we was showed up

Rest in peace to Pop, rest in peace to Nipsey My third eye open, I didn't need a gypsy

My loyalty is crispy, my word made of gold I done been through the pain with no chance

to fold Niggas still hatin' on me, well that's so

My homies kill each other, my neighborhood was cold

Totalitarian, sharp as a librarian Blood of a slave with the heart of a king

You can ask me what you want, I'm never sayin' a thing

But if you do say something, nigga, say what you mean

Me and Rob Lowe, probably chillin' in Vegas Reminiscing on tha Jacka, he was one of the