Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Got Love 4 'Um, artist - Kam. Date of issue: 06.11.2000
Song language: English
Still Got Love 4 'Um |
| Now I look back, and I can remember |
| Growin up po, waitin fo December |
| 25th, when a gift was all I wanted (Yup) |
| And I didn’t have a care in the world, just fun |
| With all the homeboys around my age |
| Wasn’t no complaints about life in the first stages |
| The pages turned, and we learned us a lesson today |
| To keep them girls and switches away |
| All play, and no work checks |
| For raisin animals and catchin insects |
| It was a everyday thang to see the homeboys and me Raidin somebody’s fruit tree |
| Little nappy-head nature boys |
| In a concrete jungle, so wherever one go The others’ll follow him like a lost dove |
| (What's up, loc?) And till this day I still got love |
| For em, though I don’t know em like I used to They still my family, now ask me who’s who |
| And I can tell you about some dirt, or soap-like gossip |
| But why should I trip? |
| Because we all got skeletons dwellin in the closet |
| So I wonder how is it People be forgettin about they homies? |
| When they make ends, meet let them roam streets |
| After all y’all done been through |
| Yo, to put them up is the least you can do But now I see just how niggas act |
| Yo, y’all can turn y’all back |
| But I still got love for em |
| (Homie that I went to school with) |
| (Got mo’love for me here) |
| I still got love for em |
| (My nigga) |
| I used to be able to walk through |
| Anybody’s neighborhood that I wanted to talk to And see how they was livin, how they life was lookin |
| (Wassup?) Got they sisters, and ate they mamas’cookin |
| Young and innocent, the good old days |
| We started to grow apart, and go our seperate ways |
| Steady competin for the most attention |
| Up at the school house, hours of sittin |
| That they had to find somethig else to fade me Cause they ain’t have a letter high enough to grade me Maybe then some people got jealous |
| Thought they was smart, and got crushed like relish |
| So birds of a feather ran together in cliques |
| Nerds, jocks, and tricks |
| And the ones just kickin it in between |
| Gang-related, you know who I mean |
| I got love for em |
| (Homie that I went to school with) |
| (Got mo’love for me here) |
| I still got love for em |
| (My nigga) |
| And we used to get into it every now and then |
| Tryin to prove a point in front of the little women |
| (Wassup?) Showin out like movie ushers |
| We rat-packed them, and then they rushed us Goin back and forth, it seemed like forever |
| Was unpredictable like L.A. weather |
| The object was just a reputation |
| (Or some) Or some kinda ovation |
| That is, until money came into the picture |
| Now it was on from dust to dawn |
| And everything jumped to a whole new level |
| Gettin kicks, comin up off licks |
| The devil in disguise, but it was so easy |
| Affordin all the shit that we seen on tv So whatever it takes, we gotta make them ends |
| Even if it mean jackin friends |
| So I went my way, and they went theirs |
| Stayin out of each other’s affairs |
| Some life was lost, smoked out, and on fat |
| And after all that |
| I still got love for em |
| (Homie that I went to school with) |
| (Got mo’love for me here) |
| I still got love for em |
| (My nigga) |