Time Will Tell
S.U.S.P.E.C.T.S Lyrics

Put his face on a T shirt and say ashes to ashes and dust to dirt
Memorializing a lost friend by placing their face on a t-shirt and acknowledging their mortality through the common funeral phrase 'ashes to ashes and dust to dirt'

I live my life nigga duckin one time
Avoiding the police is a constant part of life in the ghetto, and this struggle defines how one lives

my little homie lost his life in the sunshine
A close friend died tragically at an unexpected time

Nigga tellin me about crack sales and when we die is there really a heaven or hell
Discussions about drug dealing are common, and existential questions about the nature of an afterlife arise in the face of constant danger

nigga money and friends when you ballin, a nigga ain't got shit when he fallin
In moments of success, one has many friends and seems to have it all, but when things are going poorly, those same friends are nowhere to be found

they say he lived for the homies, then why the nigga die lonely
Despite dedicating their life to their community, a friend passed away feeling alone and unsupported

now this ghetto got me crazy, and I'm strapped at the funeral with his wife and a baby.
The stress of living in a dangerous neighborhood has taken its toll, and even at a funeral, one feels the need to protect themselves

I been there and seen it all, blood on my hands watch my brother fall
Having experienced the violence and pain of the streets firsthand, and feeling responsible for the death of a close family member

his livin fast what the hell to do? yeah
When someone is caught up in the dangerous lifestyle of the ghetto, there seems to be no way out

It's kinda sad pray another day, look on my window it's a shame, I rather sleep my life away, yeah
Feeling helpless and overwhelmed by the tragedies of the world, and wishing to escape it all

Only time will tell if these streets take our lives, Only time will tell when these streets close our eyes (I think I'm losing my mind) (x2)
No one knows what the future holds in these dangerous streets, and the lack of clarity and constant danger can take its toll on one's mental state

Sleep with a nine right by my side, cause in the ghetto your soul or mine.
Having a gun for protection is necessary in the violent neighborhood, where anyone can be targeted at any time

Pray for another day to live, cause of the scandulous things I did.
As one reflects on past actions that may have contributed to the dangerous environment, they hope for a chance to make amends and continue living

I just want to live my life, I don't want to die. Mistakes I made, I can't erase.
A desire to simply live and avoid the tragedy that plagues the community, but acknowledging that past wrongs cannot be undone

This song is dedicated to my TRU niggas May y'all Rest In Peace nigga Ryan Steele Kevin Chummey Sonny Grays from that Richmond and the man that used to be with us Ricky Jay and to my colonel baby brother Kevin Miller may y'all Rest In Peace from Sons of Funk Peace
A tribute to lost loved ones, hoping they may rest in peace after experiencing the violence and tragedy of the streets