Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miss You, artist - The Lox. Date of issue: 27.08.2020
Song language: English
Miss You |
| What are you afraid of? |
| You ain’t gotta show us what you made of |
| I know you brave, yah |
| Let me pick you up when you fall |
| 'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh |
| If things keep goin' how they goin' |
| They won’t miss you at all |
| Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you |
| Momma cryin', daddy high, you slept on the floor |
| Rent is due, shots poppin', sound like we at war |
| Can’t go in that bitch, too many niggas in the store |
| Police comin', hide the guns, give shawty that raw |
| Why you think I be on tour? |
| I get money, I want more |
| Niggas hate to see you ballin', they wish that you was poor |
| Don’t no streets love me, just my fans and some niggas I relate to |
| 'Cause if you doin' good, they gone hate you |
| Couple in the ground and couple in the Feds |
| I could visit a couple of 'em, but a couple of 'em dead |
| Had a rough life homie, ain’t none of it was smooth |
| I was born in these streets, I’m just smart enough to move |
| What are you afraid of? |
| You ain’t gotta show us what you made of |
| I know you brave yah |
| Let me pick you up when you fall |
| 'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh |
| If things keep goin' how they goin' |
| They won’t miss you at all |
| Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you |
| Shit gotta get righter, the homie got a lighter, and Rari, and a fontal, |
| and a fire |
| I use to watch The Wire, and watch for niggas wearin' wires |
| Now I’m in the street car, named desire |
| But I’m more like Veto movin' the olive oil |
| Had the roc in the foil after the potter boiled |
| I was standin' on the corner, like, yeah, I got it for you |
| If you lookin' for work, I got the product for you |
| You could’ve hand me a gun, I would’ve shot it for you |
| Now I’m out in Milan, probably coppin' Milano on you |
| Ill writer like Goines, I’m speakin' Donald to you |
| I rather get to the coin than pop a hollow on you |
| What are you afraid of? |
| You ain’t gotta show us what you made of |
| I know you brave, yah |
| Let me pick you up when you fall |
| 'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh |
| If things keep goin' how they goin' |
| They won’t miss you at all |
| Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you |
| We ain’t have everything we wanted, but had everything we needed |
| And every night, there was some dinner for us to eat it |
| Prayers and love to the thugs who really need it |
| Believe it, wake up in your cell, and get superseded |
| Know the loser don’t get rewarded, when you defeated |
| Or the mission don’t get aborted till you complete it |
| All I know if you can be taught it, then you could be it |
| You should be able to afford it, if you could see it |
| Frustrations, builded up and push you to that point |
| Next stop, funeral home or a max joint |
| Streets don’t love 'em, the dealers won’t miss 'em |
| It’s real in the field, even realer in the system, what’s up? |
| What are you afraid of? |
| You ain’t gotta show us what you made of |
| I know you brave, yah |
| Let me pick you up when you fall |
| 'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh |
| If things keep goin' how they goin' |
| They won’t miss you at all |
| Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you |