| How do I say goodbye to what we had
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| The good times that made us laugh outweighted the bad
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| I thought we’d get to see forever
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| But forever’s gone away
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| It’s so hard to say goodbye to my homies
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| Yall niggas smile for my ghetto heroes
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| So many homies gone, trying to ball till they fall
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| Now I’m left with nothing but old cards
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| and a bunch of pictures on the wall
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| RIP tatoos nigga, just to show you that we real
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| But I still can’t believe that your dead fool, and how you got killed
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| And on your birthday me and my boys visit your grave
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| And I remember when you first got high
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| and the first time you got laid
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| And I’m going through a thing, Kevin nigga, what should I do
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| I never imagined living life without a nigga like you
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| Cause it’s so hard to say goodbye to my homies
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| Cause it’s so hard to say goodbye to my homies
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| We shed so many ghetto tears, see time is crazy
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| And every sunday grandma go to church
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| she said she gotta pray for her baby
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| And ah, your little son, he look just like you
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| And momma going through a thang, but she gonna pull it through
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| And ah me, C and Silk we got a little money but that don’t mean shit
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| Cause I burn all that shit up nigga, just to have you again
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| And it’s real out here, all you niggas that’s goin through some pain
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| Keep your head up, and this for everybody
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| that lost a relative in the street game
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| Now look, I couldn’t imagine life without you
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| I just sit here wonderin why
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| But the law of life, and god placed us here
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| and said everybody must die
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| Ended hard trying to move on but still I try
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| Even though we got money, judgement day
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| just some things we can’t buy
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| Even though you gone, I never let you move on Cause every time i think about you
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| I sit back and write your name in a song
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| Now ashes to ashes, and dust to dirt
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| It’s kinda spooky when one day I see your face on a t-shirt
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| I just pray to god it’s hard wishing it would get better
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| And why it take a death or a funeral to bring our family together
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| Now look, we done lost a brother, your son done lost a father
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| Life ain’t promised us so tell somebody you love them
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| You’ll never know whether they’ll be here tomorrow |